It sits on a little girls window sill, it was given to her by her boyfriend, after many years it grew old and dreary and the couple were soon engaged, months later the flower began to slowly die a painful death as the couple were married, it never got the chance to live, it was her the one you love don't let her escape you
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PoetryPoems that I come up with about subjects that may or may not be associated with me
