I am a wallflower.
I've bloomed to early, my petals are dying.
Summer will not kiss me.
Black thorns are growing out of parts of me I didn't know I had.
Soon I'll be nothing but a bundle of dead briars.
Then, no white rabbit will touch me.
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История от автора Stephanie Black
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This is just gonna be me posting about my life.
I guess it'll be more of a personal vent than anything.
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