Toast of flowers

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Here's a toast to the lost ones. The misfits. The losers. The nerds. The dorks. The emos. The wallflowers. The goths. The geeks. And all the other people who feel the don't belong. This is a high five to you for being awesome and being you. This poem is for you. Sorry it's not the best but I hope you at least kinda like it.

I am a flower. The most beautiful petals hidden in a closed bud. The deepest roots connecting me to the ones I love. Absorbing the happiness. Dying in the dark. Welting as I shed tears. Prosperous in the perfect  environment which I will never find. If you care for my heart well you will see the beauty I hide within. The vibrant colors of my personality. The shades of feeling I have in me. My hidden reality. I am a flower.

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