I had to throw away my Birthday Flowers.
I had kept them as long as I could.
These were the last of the bunch. My Survivors! The other flowers had been thrown out
one by one.
Leaning on the cabinet in a trash bag, these flowers were living out their last moments in the apartment. Next, it was tie up the bag and Boom! Out to the trash! Good bye my friends.
We are all plucked flowers.
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