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Not all flowers die Because most of them are fake That's why they are given so easily Just like the people ,who,you call Friends
But why should I be given the opportunity to speak For I've been telling them the same lie for years Turns out I'm a flower too
Only without a scent But with a deceiving look Be warned For we all have one thing in common We all prick the fingers of ones to yonder to touch our beauty
