Along the stone wall
I saw a shadow of hope
A dandelion, pure and white
A patch of them down the slope
A symbol of promise,
A symbol of dreams
That not everything without life
Is as lifeless as it seems.
~ PINK // September 2014
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Our Little Tragedies
PoetryThis is my poetry, starting from July 2014. I write about my life and desires and how I see the world. My pen name is PINK. Feel free to point out any typos. Enjoy :)
