you told me you wanted a girl
who liked sunshine rather than the rain.
but i guess i was too focused
on watching your tears fall so gracefully,
that i didn't quite hear
what you had said
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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 told me you wanted a girl
who liked sunshine rather than the rain.
but i guess i was too focused
on watching your tears fall so gracefully,
that i didn't quite hear
what you had said
