i bet you're the prettiest
at 12 am,
when you're scared,
and sad,
and you just need someone.
this is when you're
the prettiest
because it's when you're
the most honest.
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deadroses || poetry
Poésie"we had a vision though, now we dead roses" now, why did she send them? these broken down, wilted, beat up, rotten-looking flowers.
l.t.n
i bet you're the prettiest
at 12 am,
when you're scared,
and sad,
and you just need someone.
this is when you're
the prettiest
because it's when you're
the most honest.
