"you see," she said,
"your first love isn't
the first person you
give your heart to--
it's the first one
who breaks it."
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deadroses || poetry
Poetry"we had a vision though, now we dead roses" now, why did she send them? these broken down, wilted, beat up, rotten-looking flowers.
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"you see," she said,
"your first love isn't
the first person you
give your heart to--
it's the first one
who breaks it."
