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Rated: E · Poetry · Young Adult · #538660
How I felt after being kicked out of my birthmom's house (age 11). Please rate!
My heart is a dying rose
Once beautiful, now unfeeling
And ugly from the lack of care I need from you.

Slowly, one by one, the petals falling off.
Slowly and painfully dying, because when I needed you,
You let me suffer of thirst for your love.

Standing all alone on the rosebush,
I have no one to give me what I yearn for so badly-
A drop of love to quench my thirst.
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