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Like a pretty flower in a vase of water I wilt No more wind to blow my leaves I sit still Cherished at first glance I’m flattered Thrown in the trash Nothing left of me Don’t forget I came from the roots What’s left Still growing tall for you When needed You go cut a bit more of me off Again There’s a pretty flower in a vase of water
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Oct 23, 2014
Oct 23, 2014 at 9:20 AM UTC
A Pretty Flower In A Vase Of Water
Like a pretty flower in a vase of water I wilt No more wind to blow my leaves I sit still Cherished at first glance I’m flattered Thrown in the trash Nothing left of me Don’t forget I came from the roots What’s left Still growing tall for you When needed You go cut a bit more of me off Again There’s a pretty flower in a vase of water
From personal experience. Makes sure the people picking your roses don't pick them all at once.
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daniel-boyer
Oct 23, 2014
Oct 23, 2014 at 9:20 AM UTC
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