I've grown out of you
oh taunting anxiety
like flowers growing
out of winter
and blooming to spring.
YOU ARE READING
Midnight Garden of Words
PoetryIn a world surrounded by darkness lies a wondrous place where all it takes is one look a few steps before you're lost dancing under the twenty-six stars known as letters shining bright over the midnight garden of words.
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I've grown out of you
oh taunting anxiety
like flowers growing
out of winter
and blooming to spring.