To make the room less empty

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I bought myself flowers on

The eigth of July. A no good

Mother I was for them. I cut

off their stems, stuck them

 in a bottle and expected them

to live.

 

They died in two days.

 

They died and I watched them

Die—from the corner of the

room I didn’t want to live in

anymore. Then… I missed them.

I asked for more flowers.

 

The flowers never came. 

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