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[rotten_luckless]

And the flower drew back her petals,
grew larger thorns
and hung her head ready to die.
"It's no one's fault." She whispered as the fairies and unicorns puzzled over her.
"It's meant to be. It will pass."
She whispered looking at one fairy in particular.
And then she faded into the shadow of
her former self
And died.

Comments

[poisin_paradise]

that was amazing...i love it

[rotten_luckless]

I love you.
Call me soon!