neverending flowers, falling from the tree,
remind me of that fateful day in which you spoke to me.
the blossoms growing larger in the early month of may,
on that green, grassy hill where you left me to decay.
neverending flowers, plucked one by one.
he loves me not, he loves me, til it dies, leaving none.
the petals on the ground, disintegrating into dust,
to reach you from the afterlife is what i know i must.
neverending flowers, sorrow trails along,
softly, slowly humming a pain-inducing song.
the melody you once sang to fill my heart with joy,
until you met another, and with said heart you chose to toy.
neverending flowers, though one day they will die,
always want to get to you, through rain and wind they'll fly.
neverending flowers, though they don't know why,
never seem to get to you, never get to say goodbye.
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aria's poetry book
Poetryhi everyone!! i am currently working on a new book for you all, don't worry... but in the meantime, while you wait, i've decided to just upload some of my poetry here into a complete book for you all to see!! please enjoy, and take away from it what...
