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Cant be that famous, never heard of him D:
The softest petal will wither away,Fade into night, cold and grey.It yearns for the sun, lost in light;Choose the path, wrong or right.Choose to save or choose to break,That little petal, the choice to make.Actions cannot be undone,When made, make the right onemy little thing i wrote not toooo long ago, of my thoughts on the fragility caused by bullying in perspective.