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le fleur de amor

2018-11-30

even if I water the plant religiously it never seems to sprout why try a lavender when you can have primroses in drought? a cactus may as well sit by my side instead the prickly folk will always be there she swore she swore she said she'd swear the daffodils (the narcissus) staring into the river live music, a lopsided painting and a smile

you ask me as we walk the path which flower I would sing love to, a blessed trial. would a gardenia do? or really any flower at all? the pure white is stained, stained down to the proper rank and file drained and uprooted, her petals will only shine (for a little while)

Game designer, writer, and poet. Currently building at Sonzai Labs. Previously at Limit Break, Delphi Digital.

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