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I believe love is like a rose
At the start it's growing and blossoming
Then someone comes and clips you off for the love of their life,
Into the vase it goes
Slowly dying and dying as the days go past
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Lonely visions
PoetryThis story is just a collection I wrote. Sorry if it sounds familiar to other poems I just wrote down whatever was in my head. First time writing so don't judge me thanks Enjoy :)
