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I'm staring at a dead flower I won't throw it away It's still bright yellow only the edges are tainted brown and it's delicate petals are floating in murky water and the leaves are greying and crumpled the stem dripping over the rim of the vase, pathetic I won't let it die come back come back please
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Jul 3, 2014
Jul 3, 2014 at 8:52 PM UTC
I'm keeping hold of nothing
I'm staring at a dead flower I won't throw it away It's still bright yellow only the edges are tainted brown and it's delicate petals are floating in murky water and the leaves are greying and crumpled the stem dripping over the rim of the vase, pathetic I won't let it die come back come back please
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Jul 3, 2014
Jul 3, 2014 at 8:52 PM UTC
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