The world is full of flowers.
I'm wilting. I only have a few petals left. I've been stepped on. I've been cut when they moa the lawn.
Noone will pick me.
I can't blame them. I wouldn't pick me either.
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night time poetry
Poetry*Poetry and quotes I come up with when I'm supposed to be asleep* Most are quite short so the last chapter will be all of them combined They will get better and most will be triggering I will update occasionally but I'm marking as complete Please v...
