the captured red hibiscus flower (editing)
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MatureComplete Fri, Oct 9, 20156h 2m
"Do you know what a hibiscus flower means? Seize the opportunity. Rare beauty. Delicate beauty. Inspired by love. It lasts only one day though, then wilts. And the color Red symbolizes passion, courage, action, spontaneity, and impulsiveness."
at seven years old my daddy left.
and my mom abandoned me and my brother alone in the cold.
finally we found peace and happiness once again at an orphanage
years later, and we worse off than we started,
sucked into an abusive environment that seems like is here to stay.
Can true love save me?!
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