:Peyton Barrett:



"I tried to forget.                                                             L

But you grew roots around my ribcage.               O

And sprouted flowers                                                   V

Just below my collarbones                                        E

All day I pick their petals                                           

But I have not yet ascertained                                  I

Wether you love me                                                      S

Or not"

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