All I know is I am a flower who's petals have been plucked too many times.
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REALITY
PoetryPoetry for those few souls that long for realness our world lacks Written not for reads but a place where I can write my feelings so I can attempt understand them myself. ••• To the boy that changed me. Heartbreak or not, you will live on in my burn...
Rose
All I know is I am a flower who's petals have been plucked too many times.
