The shattered petals descend from bloom
                              Heading into the river of doom 
                              The delicate leaf catches wave 
                              Trapped from a chance at save 
                              The waters rush for grab 
                              Causing the petal a hurtful dab 
                              Right at it's heart of gold 
                              It's only hope is to be bold
                              So my very dear 
                              You must always face your fear 
                              Just like the flower all alone 
                              It will soon dry to its very bone 
                              -Ji
                                      
                                          
                                   
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serendipity 一 poems
Poetryshort poems by a teenage girl who changes her style multiple times throughout this book. 11/13/15 - #34
 
                                           
                                               
                                                  