the flower that grew under the sun
never knew that darkness could be so beautiful.
but what else could she do?
she was always taught that night is the home
of the beasts of the earth.
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White Heat's Grave (Poetry Collection)
PoetryThis book contains an assemblage of brief free-verse poems that express my views and experiences. It encompasses eighteen years of my life and a particular manifestation of melancholy. All poems created and shared were original. Any unauthorized use...
li. the ignorant
the flower that grew under the sun
never knew that darkness could be so beautiful.
but what else could she do?
she was always taught that night is the home
of the beasts of the earth.
