whatdoesntkillyoumakesyoustonger

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I'm just a girl in the petals my beauty falls deep, more than the firm curves  of my body, but inside of me. I'm just a girl in the petals with a heart of pure gold, but in all reality gold is malleable it cannot fold.
I have grown as a fighter and that is all thanks to you. All your hate takes me higher, and I must say I am enjoying the view. In some moments I seem weak, but that is not what's true.
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