Darling, don't forget,
or regret,
the depths of this pain.
Wild flowers bloom
only after
it's been pouring rain.
Jan 21, 2016
Jan 21, 2016 at 3:08 PM UTC
Darling, don't forget,
or regret,
the depths of this pain.
Wild flowers bloom
only after
it's been pouring rain.
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