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Fatigued repetitions clinging within me tightly. I just stare, ventriloquist words speaking without verse. Petals of white, decaying within my aroma glass now dissolving. They collected dead stems..
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Aug 12, 2017
Aug 12, 2017 at 3:55 PM UTC
White Petals Swollowed
Fatigued repetitions clinging within me tightly. I just stare, ventriloquist words speaking without verse. Petals of white, decaying within my aroma glass now dissolving. They collected dead stems..
#death#flower#stems#decaying
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Aug 12, 2017
Aug 12, 2017 at 3:55 PM UTC
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