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THE-PINK-PURPLE-FLOWER
Dear bouquet, I pour out my plea, When the day has come, and the sun is the only light we see, Pacing down, I set  my eyes on a beautiful pink-purple hued flower, Its good aroma calls in the bees, a home of comfort, Nevertheless, the atmosphere is filled with betrayal and ungratefulness as the bees in return beats it down, Such a pitiful sight, broke my heart, Leaning down I said " you won't be afraid, just as long as you stand by me" Filled with sympathy, I plucked the flower to give it peaceful rest. I sought a room, but found none, so I gave it a stay in my heart, a treasure to behold. It became pretty, hale, and pert, We were mutually driven by faith. Until one day, there cometh a florist, He hit me with his hammer, vanquished I am not able to protect my treasure my treasure is pampered, and taken away "Oh darling, stand by me" I cried coincidence do happen, I can't be worried by the  incident. I'm devastated, my treasure rejects me, proving it will be safer in the hands of the florist, who would only use her for his marketing sales. You're able to read this then my days are gone
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