wilted rose

February 23, 2011
byt he window seal is where i am left standing.
your gentle curse of a kiss is yet so demanding.
your wonders and pondering thoughts lead me astray.
sometimes i wish i wasnever planted and you would finally go away. i cant take the pain the strain the stress with you in my life its all a mess.
im a wilted rose alone and depressed.

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