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Aphrodite-C.E.
Oh, queen of love, your title is an irony and your crown is but a wreath of thorns, for you are a defenseless rose in a field of weeds and daisies; standing tall but wilting for attention eager to be proven you're the one; the only; the validated; because you were held in the palms of their hands, pliant and waning, Stockholm force-fed, bred by Robert's, waning to be wanted, loved, beautiful. But roses only last so long for lust and greed and toxic want are heavy. You'll be yet again torn up and ruined while he's plucking daisy petals counting loves and love-me-nots. The most beautiful flower in the garden dies first. |