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she lifted her brow, looking at
the tiny, blooming flowers.
scared to hurt them, she gently
caressed them as she gives
a light peck to the petals.
and at that moment,
the flowers understood,
that she was the one- their
princess.
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the flower princess met someone,
someone so different from her.
someone who made her feel love,
a love she never felt in years.
falling in love with him,
was her destiny.
but fate did have
some other plans.
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they were going to be one.
but alas! tragedy struck them
like a lightning. the poor souls
drowned in pure love, couldn't
save themselves from their
unfortunate fate.
the guilt was born within him,
the guilt of not saving her.
with the death of the flower princess,
the beautiful flowers died too.
one was dead and one was
dying everyday.
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their tale was never completed,
and never will it complete.
for the purest and the greatest love,
are meant to be forever unfinished,
so may the lovers who loved immensely,
shall not be forgotten.
and their death shall forever be
recalled as a bittersweet memory.
