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… of flesh and bone
the pedals froze
and fell off the rose,
is this a sign,
anxiety grows,
they’re on the ground
stirring all around,
wind is blowing,
but making no sound,
gathered them up
covered in muck,
searching for glue,
in my prayer cup
tried to be quick,
but they wouldn’t stick,
i should have known...
she wasn’t plastic.
and fell off the rose,
is this a sign,
anxiety grows,
they’re on the ground
stirring all around,
wind is blowing,
but making no sound,
gathered them up
covered in muck,
searching for glue,
in my prayer cup
tried to be quick,
but they wouldn’t stick,
i should have known...
she wasn’t plastic.
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