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like roses we fall apart,like roses we perish ans die.. like roses
My shadows the only thing that walks beside me. I am nothing the for i walk alone
Published 6th Jan 2014
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6th Jan 2014 8:45am
this evokes images of marcescence... so poignant the loneliness that clings when it should be shed.
