When I say flowers the first image that appears in your mind is not one of disgust or horror.
It is of something that flourishes and sways with the soft breeze.
A fragile little thing that can't stop itself from opening up to the world and letting it walk over them.
When it's petal open up to show the world what it has accomplished it only wants to show it's colors, but never the inside.
The deep inside of the petals are covered with the beauty that is portrayed outside.
Open the petal far out, allow yourself to see deep within the petals of the gorgeous flower, and all you will see is a darkened soul the flower has been trying to hide.
When you want it to be yours, take another thought, then think it through again.
This flower actually has a rotten core, but you want it so bad do you not?
When you want it to be yours you never think deeply enough to actually see the dark core the flower has been hiding.
