She picks dead flowers
to spare seeing them die
She shuns happiness
for fear the feeling wanes
She keeps herself lost
to hide that no one searches
art: Ophelia by John William Waterhouse
She picks dead flowers
to spare seeing them die
She shuns happiness
for fear the feeling wanes
She keeps herself lost
to hide that no one searches
art: Ophelia by John William Waterhouse
Beautifully said!
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Thank you (:
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Very welcome 🙂
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❤
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😎
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good emoji response. you didn’t write this poem for me did u. u seem to read my mind.
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It’d be a much dorkier poem were it for you
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Great use of words. I really enjoyed that.
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I appreciate that, thank you
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I love this.
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Thanks (:
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Lovely!
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Thanks! (:
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Wow!
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Thank you!
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Brilliant!
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Thank you again (:
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My pleasure. ☺️
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Gorgeously written
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Thank you so much
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