Pink
White
Red
The bright fluorescent flowers bloom
One
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It's too much work
I'll just leave them be
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His Flowers, My Garden
PoetryThe flowers of the boy I once loved remain in my garden. MY garden. He's still here. Is this his way of getting back at me for treating him with nothing but respect? Will I grow to overcome the hardship of love, or will I fall even further into the...
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Pink
White
Red
The bright fluorescent flowers bloom
One
Two
Three
It's too much work
I'll just leave them be
