PART IV ; FALLING PETALS/FALLING SEEDS
the petals fell around us
and we fell with them
but we didn't know that we were seeds
and as we watched the
f
a
l
l
i
n
g
petals,
we thought we were one of them
so we fade
oh darling, when it rains it pours
and instead of blooming fuchsia
blossoms we let the rain smother us
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this is about the pasts that shaped who we are
of the monsters in ourselves and the world who made us dead inside
this is why we try to make each other alive
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YOU ARE READING
THE WHITE ROSE PAINTED WITH BLOOD
Teen Fiction[ poetry story / teen fiction ] : about teens, who were afraid. NOTE : feel free to skip the entirety of book i ; autumn and jump straight to book ii ; winter // © 2021-2022 @uranium-girl
