when we were young
you planted roses in my heart
not knowing it pricked holes
into my soul
but i never told you.
by the time you left
flower stems and ripped up petals
leaving my heart look like
the bloody graveyard
you never intended.
when we were young
you planted roses in my heart
not knowing it pricked holes
into my soul
but i never told you.
by the time you left
flower stems and ripped up petals
leaving my heart look like
the bloody graveyard
you never intended.
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