I let the roses you sent me die and wilt away. Did you hear me? I said that I let the roses you sent me die and wilt away. Isn't that what you left me to do last summer?
I am a writer and a poet. I write what I know; what I know is not limited to my own experiences nor my own knowledge. I have found a way to speak without talking...Please contact me for inquiries about Ghost Writing: rozzeldozzel@gmail.com
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