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Her The flower on the wall Wilting slightly Drops a petal Fills her vase with Johnny Walker Re hydrated Firms her buds He loves me… The other posies Gather round As she is picked To join the chosen Form the wreath 'the arrangement' That tops the coffin It is her service Sweet translucent sap Leaks from her stem cut For that is the fate Of the daisy He loves me not…
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Mar 28, 2012
Mar 28, 2012 at 7:43 AM UTC
Bouquets to you...the arrangement
Her The flower on the wall Wilting slightly Drops a petal Fills her vase with Johnny Walker Re hydrated Firms her buds He loves me… The other posies Gather round As she is picked To join the chosen Form the wreath 'the arrangement' That tops the coffin It is her service Sweet translucent sap Leaks from her stem cut For that is the fate Of the daisy He loves me not…
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Mar 28, 2012
Mar 28, 2012 at 7:43 AM UTC
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