She changed like how seasons changed every 3 months, except her changes were more frequent, it was like an entirely different season had formed. One everyone dreaded on it's arrival. It brought sunshine first but once you said a word, it lashed out lighting like whips. No one the said a word and it stayed like this forever....no one said a word.
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Don't forget to water the roses
PoetryPoetry for The weary, for the undecided and "can't hide it" for the somedays and will be's for the love struck and the newbies. These words will flood your mind with inspiration, how to learn to forgive, and love. Not just someone else but yourself.
