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A collection of the poetry I've written throughout everything I've gone through. From the loss of a relative to feeling pure happiness, I've been writing about it all.
I’m like a wilting rose.
Once wanted and beautiful,
But not anymore.
There are new roses now.
Wanted and beautiful roses.
No one wants me anymore.
I just have to remember,
That one day,
The new roses will wilt too.
I just have to wait.
After I wilt I will come back,
But as a new rose,
Or a violet.
But the new rose,
I hope they come back too.
But as unwanted weeds that get killed.
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