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Abandoned by Spring
Losing you feels like:
Shriveled leaves in unrelenting heat
A thousand hungry thorns between my feet
Like a dying rose that lives through everything
I was a perennial
You were my spring
Without you exists nothing
Shriveled leaves in unrelenting heat
A thousand hungry thorns between my feet
Like a dying rose that lives through everything
I was a perennial
You were my spring
Without you exists nothing
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