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Jan 05, 2006 23:09

As I held that rose today, it became a metaphor, even though it was a smelly plant, I touched its pink little petals and automatically I thought about running my hands through your hair. Its broken branches which I cared for so tender became your ill stages, and I was reminded of how I care for you and I cradle you in my arms. I even smelled it ( Read more... )

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alisonic510 January 6 2006, 04:13:39 UTC
i love you so much
thankyou for that..you really made me feel a hundred percent better.

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