wilting.

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i'm a wilting flower, my petals falling to the ground.


you slowly are growing,

even if you can't see it.

you sprouted, and continue to thrive,

but at what expense?

break her.

break him.

break me.

break yourself.


get what you want, then leave it to die.


you look such a pretty daffodil,

but grow countless sharp thorns.

you steal the nutrients and become stronger,

but at what expense?

she wilts.

he wilts.

i wilt.

you wilt.


you're doing this to yourself, but why, just why?

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