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the garden holds an aromarous display of flowers sprouts of tulips with their caressed petals bringing life to the dirt they were grown from all planted with a purpose someone wanted to see them bloom wanted to see all but the dandelion the pesky **** I am the dandelion plucked by the child's hands given a purpose for I sprouted without one here, mama look, I brought you a flower I thought it was just as pretty as you! smacked to the ground "youre saying I'm as ugly as that hideous **** the one that never goes away the one that shows up when you want it the least stealing your sunshine stealing nutrients from the tulips and roses in the garbage with an old banana peel and empty containers of yourt I hear the child cry I am sorry to only be a burden I am sorry I could not impress your mother I am sure I will be one of many unsatisfactory gifts I did not ask to be here a mistake a pest never appreciated only causing trouble I am the dandelion the child is me won't you let me grow freely
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Mar 24, 2016
Mar 24, 2016 at 11:45 PM UTC
AND THE DANDELION WEEPS
the garden holds an aromarous display of flowers sprouts of tulips with their caressed petals bringing life to the dirt they were grown from all planted with a purpose someone wanted to see them bloom wanted to see all but the dandelion the pesky **** I am the dandelion plucked by the child's hands given a purpose for I sprouted without one here, mama look, I brought you a flower I thought it was just as pretty as you! smacked to the ground "youre saying I'm as ugly as that hideous **** the one that never goes away the one that shows up when you want it the least stealing your sunshine stealing nutrients from the tulips and roses in the garbage with an old banana peel and empty containers of yourt I hear the child cry I am sorry to only be a burden I am sorry I could not impress your mother I am sure I will be one of many unsatisfactory gifts I did not ask to be here a mistake a pest never appreciated only causing trouble I am the dandelion the child is me won't you let me grow freely
growl I haven't been writing as much why why why
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Mar 24, 2016
Mar 24, 2016 at 11:45 PM UTC
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