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How a flower thorns
Contributed by
danimus
on
Sunday, 7th March 2004 @ 04:19:17 PM in AEST
Topic:
Grief
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The growth of a women, Unborn Under the wrong atmosphere The flower begins to thorn And there's more of this to fear I say.. Blind to the generosity, Deserved Unknowlingly raped and mentally scarred I think that she's hanging by a nerve When emotional dying isn't so far Away.. Tender as the tender's hearts, Combined Unmissed by the one she holds But like wine it awakens innocent crimes And she's holding herself in the cold Again.. Her every wound heals slow and sustains Only hoping until hope drowns in love Even her dreams contrast with her pain But it's there anyone else she can dream of And when?..
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2004-03-07 16:19:17] (Date/Time posted on
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