These Tainted Roses
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Where fallen petals speak.
As the flowers bloom the petals fall swishing through the silent air until it lands on the ground. The ground is damp where a pool of stale blood lingers
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September 7, 2009 11 50 AM
Just shut it
What am I to you?
Nothing apparently
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