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#mossrose #plants

15.11.2024 19:02 — 👍 0    🔁 0    💬 0    📌 0

A bite, a taste, then silence grows,
quiet fears that no one knows.
Each forkful feels like hidden shame,
each swallow whispers weight and blame. Eyes drift down, afraid to see,
a battle fought relentlessly.

15.11.2024 03:33 — 👍 0    🔁 0    💬 0    📌 0

Hibiscus braided tree

A burst of pink, so bold and bright,
Petals glowing in soft sunlight.
Veins like whispers, tender lines,
A blossom’s grace in gentle signs. 🌺

14.11.2024 21:55 — 👍 1    🔁 0    💬 0    📌 0