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Flowers born differently. Invaded by thorns, close to wither. Can't feel the pain, indication of too much weather.

Evil

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by __kavya__

by __kavya__

I saw you today with her.

Smiling and holding her hands.

Arms wrapped around her.

So beautiful and peaceful to look at.

You are happy now.

I should be too.

But why do I felt a sudden urge of pulling you away from her.

Even if it pains you, and makes you suffer.

I love you that much.

That I could burn all the flower fields for you.