November 12, 2010
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I was given a bouqet of flowers,
how beautiful they were
all tucked in tight and neatly,
grown with love for sure.

I put them by the window
to let their beauty shine
they looked so quiet there,
so humble, so kind.

But days went by and by,
and as I watched them grow
they started to turn and wilt,
and I had never felt so much guilt.

For these flowers were deprived
of my tender care and love,
and so they continued to hide
from their true colors above.

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