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Lively Dead Blossoms
This prose is soaked in tears
It is the product
Of minds that never blink
Wounds that never heal
People that have betrayed
Lovers that have quarreled
Childhoods gone wrong
The first blossoms of red.
These pretty swaying words
In the winds of the storm
Standing still
Never breaking
Until they are broken clean
From their roots.
March on through the fields
Covered in dead blooms
New opportunities seen
And tunneled through black ink.
Style / type:
Free verse
Review Request (Intensity):
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing stage:
Content level:
Not Explicit Content
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Comments
Rosewood Apothecary
Sat, 2022-12-03 09:17
Absolutely astounding
It’s a masterpiece. Literally do not mess with this. Publish this.
Tim
Abby
Sun, 2022-12-04 17:57
Thank you for reading and
Thank you for reading and commenting!
"To fly is to fall."
RoseBlack
Mon, 2022-12-05 17:36
Fabulous
I would not change a thing!
~RoseBlack~