BELLFLOWERS AND ANEMONES
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MatureComplete Thu, Aug 29, 201911m
I've always adored flowers. Zinnias, marigolds and baby's breath were always my favorites. They reminded me of home. A safe haven.
The memory was warm and comforting, similar to sitting by the fireplace with hot chocolate during the winter time. But that fire has been long extinguished by the cold and chilly winds of what was to come. The flowers, I oh so adored, were now seen as an ugly reminder of my own sad and pathetic demise.
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