Roses
Red. As positive words are spoken, I live.
I can hold myself together.
I will lose my petals if I am not properly getting the things I need, in order to grow.
I am here for a reason, and so are you. Don't lose us.
I can't let you not, not sprout. We need each other, whether you be the sunshine, and I am the rain.
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