It's all for you
I glare graciously into your deep eyes of sorrow
I see the pieces of your heart I left broken
I left your heart hollow
I die inside every time my back turns to leave you
I sink into a pit of darkness
I wish you could one day return my "I Love You"
I'm watching you fight your tears
I love you as if you were my own
Losing you for good is one of my greatest fears
Last time I saw you, you didn't recognize me
You didn't even know my name
I left for you, I hope that one day you'll see
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Everyone is a rose bush. Everyone has a beautiful and magnificent side to them, such as a rose bush has roses. In the same as a rose bush has thorns, we all have flaws that prick the people who dare some near us. Some roses are more towards the surface of the bush, but others are hidden deep within. One must ignore the thorns to access the rose hidden deep in the bush. Not every rose though is as beautiful as the next, so we must all water each other's roses, not chop them down or let them wither.
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