delicate beauty
Flowers the lost souls of the universe... I like to think of flowers as souls who have lost their way they become delicate flowers looking to be loved and cared for they live a life much like we do water food sunlight and oxygen without these things they cannot live and neither can we but one thing that differs them from us is that they cannot take their own life or stave themself they cannot overdose they live by being cared for by others some neople are like flowers they need to be loved and cared for protected too you may feel delicate but either way you are beautiful and much like a flower a delicate beauty meant to be cared for and loved & protected...
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