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Purple Flowers
He was her kindred spirit
And she was his fire
He was her fuel
She lit with desire
Whatever love was it was them
Their love so pure could beat the purest river
He loved every insecurity she had
And she loved his imperfections
Every edge could be fit together
A puzzle that fit so perfectly
He knew the words to her songs
She knew the rhythm of his heart
They knew that in this lifetime that they had be woven together
Never to seperate
He was her purple flower of hope
And she never let it wither