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Mar 2014
Why can I be uncompelled for the majority of my time
Convincing myself that I can love others I can love others I can love others
Yet you elicit heat blooms in the very pit of my bud stomach if you just look at me fondly.

I need to stop blossoming to you, my stem is cut and I only have so much time
My body still loves you and I want it to stop
Written by
Egalad
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