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I'm like a flower that nobody sees.
Blooming with passion,
stinging with Please.
My life is a storm,
in which I have mastered.
Starts with a raindrop,
Ends with disaster.
The key to my heart,
on a silver star.
Shot with an arrow,
leaving a scar.
If ever you wish
to see me again,
maybe next time
You'll see who I am.
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