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Feb 2014
12:06 am
2-8-14

Chances sit with a *** of flowers hoping
Laughs are tossed aside and wasted wondering
Fingertips tremble to an older reality
Silent misery is present and constantly swearing
β€œ**** why again?”
Emotions are versions of human’s plays that are finally burning once again.
Rose
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