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i don't need gloves

after we met,

flowers started growing

out of my hands.

my fingers stayed warm

under the patch of

yellow roses and daisies

you planted.

thorns defended my words

against harsh winds,

but no need to worry-

you always carry

a pair of hedge-cutters.

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amethyst

American

Published: Dec 17, 2013
LinesWords: 1243

Notes: this is for a friend so any advice before i give it to her would be appreciated

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