You became enamoured with my bright and colourful petals, you never even thought to ask about my roots.
That's why when the storm came, you didn't know what to do about me.
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Desolate Moon (SS 2)
Poesíamore exhibitionism, more emotional outbursts, more uncomfortably uncut honesty. TRIGGER WARNING.
stormy occasion
You became enamoured with my bright and colourful petals, you never even thought to ask about my roots.
That's why when the storm came, you didn't know what to do about me.