In the sunllight flower abloom,
each bloom the hope of my past lives.
As you draw near, listen carefully, those shivering leaves are the fervor of my anticipation, and as you finally walk passed disregardingly. Behind you there falls, friend those aren't flower petals it is my withered heart.
Maria.Holland.17.Girly.Insecure
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base codes by: -shrooms & iinfinitte
edited & cursor by: lostl-ove
each bloom the hope of my past lives.
As you draw near, listen carefully, those shivering leaves are the fervor of my anticipation, and as you finally walk passed disregardingly. Behind you there falls, friend those aren't flower petals it is my withered heart.
edited & cursor by: lostl-ove
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