"primrose"- a bullshit poem

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so, this is a book of bullshit. and what's a book of bullshit without a bullshit poem, am i right? 

here goes anyway, lmao:

//primrose//

droop your head,
like a withered poppy.
let your vision rest,
like the light is in the dark.
exhale your last,
and take solace in this fact;
you were once a primrose.

your eyes looked dark,
and now they are darker;
but they were bright like the flower, once.

you had never been the greatest,
your impact only a shadow
that gets even darker now;
but like the primrose, you bloomed once.

you could have stayed longer, of course,
lived out days till there was only
nothing left to regret.
but you were always sweet, like the flower, once.

so hear your name;
as it turns into a single record,
and take solace.
you were once a primrose. 

idk when i wrote this tbh. like i have no memory of writing this LOL. but oh well. 

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