The daisies by your grave
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Huling na-publish Tue, Dec 28, 2021
"Picture color perfect! Say 'Cheese'!"
A fake smile thrown at the camera.
A volcano of tears flowed down the valley within her.
"Be devoid of emotion, tight in a bottle to not hurt, right?"
The rain falling onto a cold, empty grave filled with daisies.
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