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A naive girl clutching onto what was left. An unruly love garden that remained unkept. Though tangled and wild and often upset... She held on tightly, for she loved without regret. But as expected the love eventually turned sour. Once a beautiful garden, now uprooted flowers. She wept tears of wonder for a pitiful coward. A young, smart, girl... who has lost her power.
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Sep 26, 2016
Sep 26, 2016 at 1:48 PM UTC
Our Garden
A naive girl clutching onto what was left. An unruly love garden that remained unkept. Though tangled and wild and often upset... She held on tightly, for she loved without regret. But as expected the love eventually turned sour. Once a beautiful garden, now uprooted flowers. She wept tears of wonder for a pitiful coward. A young, smart, girl... who has lost her power.
leigha-fabian
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Sep 26, 2016
Sep 26, 2016 at 1:48 PM UTC
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