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The pain was excruciating It rapidly developed into a sort of chaos, cluttered wit intensifying jolts of emotion Fairly like a garden once filled with such verve. Once so beautiful yet rotting away to the shams of deathly existence. My pain felt like a rose plucked from its roots too soon- so alluring Able to captivate my eyes away from the pandemonium I once called home. None the less, ebbing away to nothing but a sterile floret. I'm in need of a Gardener to bring about My Vitality once more.
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May 25, 2017
May 25, 2017 at 3:06 PM UTC
The Gardener
The pain was excruciating It rapidly developed into a sort of chaos, cluttered wit intensifying jolts of emotion Fairly like a garden once filled with such verve. Once so beautiful yet rotting away to the shams of deathly existence. My pain felt like a rose plucked from its roots too soon- so alluring Able to captivate my eyes away from the pandemonium I once called home. None the less, ebbing away to nothing but a sterile floret. I'm in need of a Gardener to bring about My Vitality once more.
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May 25, 2017
May 25, 2017 at 3:06 PM UTC
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