I want to spend my time writing.
Despite this drooping rose
withered,
dried up
and faded at its core
I sense its enduring beauty through even more.
and love it evermore.
I think I am overy affectionate, giving my all.
What if you decide to go and leave me?
I'll keep writing.
I'm a big resilient girl.
I dislike to being ignored,
unsure of what to do,
really I can not stand being forgotten, is unberearable.
I need more, more and endlessly.
Why must I choose between bitterness or living life.
and when I die, I wonder.
I die and that's it?
Despite this drooping rose
withered,
dried up
and faded at its core
I sense its enduring beauty through even more.
and love it evermore.
I think I am overy affectionate, giving my all.
What if you decide to go and leave me?
I'll keep writing.
I'm a big resilient girl.
I dislike to being ignored,
unsure of what to do,
really I can not stand being forgotten, is unberearable.
I need more, more and endlessly.
Why must I choose between bitterness or living life.
and when I die, I wonder.
I die and that's it?
Celebrando…
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