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her face
hidden behind rosy cheeks
quivering hands
full lips.

his eyes
dark and baggy
but beautiful
special and unique for himself.

there were more
more boys to steal her heart.

picking petals off of roses,
daisies,
lilies,
any flower.

blowing away on dandelions
picking up mugs of warm coffee
cuddling between wool blankets

lonely as ever,
but it wasn't as lonely.

surrounded by those who cared
watching over her
like personal angels

or guardians
soldiers

firemen who respond to a broken heart.

sad
depressed
anxious
worried

they had lessened over time
she was now better
smiling every once in a while.

Rescued.






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