The air hangs heavy in here, emotions swirl like ghosts, untouched and silent. As I enter this graveyard; a forgotten graveyard of gardens, these wilted plants stand solemn sentinel, bringing back memories long buried. Some flowers ache with broken promises, their petals curled like lips that never spoke the truth. Others hang heavy with bonds […]
A Garden Of Wilted Flowers
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A Garden Of Wilted Flowers
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