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UntitledWhen she walkedupon the earth, the flowers bloomed around her. But now, she walks above. She took the flowers with her, and they no longer bloom below. When you see a rainbow in heaven, you'll know why. She brought those without love, caring, and honesty, and opened her heart to the world, just to get stabbed, and go through more pain than you can imagine. This pain stays with me today as every other day. I carry the burden of life and death as the two meet when the flower tries to bloom in both places and wins. Flower is love. You know her as Love. I know her as Mom. |
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