I never liked
the flowers he gave me
because they eventually
wilt and die
like his love for me did
overtime
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Lucid Thoughts - poetry | ✓
Poetry➸ lucid thoughts of a wandering mind At daylight, at twilight and at midnight
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I never liked
the flowers he gave me
because they eventually
wilt and die
like his love for me did
overtime
