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Flower
I am a flower
Blooming under your
Silk fingertips
Yet you ruin me,
tear me apart:
Love me,
Love me not.
I do not dare
To harm you
As I already know
The answer that you
So fatally seek.
Blooming under your
Silk fingertips
Yet you ruin me,
tear me apart:
Love me,
Love me not.
I do not dare
To harm you
As I already know
The answer that you
So fatally seek.
Published 10th Jan 2015
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11th Jan 2015 6:07am
ruined by silk
beautifully spoken
this world only wants to tear apart; to understand what is not meant to be understood as of yet
beautifully spoken
this world only wants to tear apart; to understand what is not meant to be understood as of yet
