flower | a story in poems

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when rose awoke she was oblivious to all around her.

her head had been bleeding,

leaving a small pool of blood on the concrete floor

rose slowly arose,

cautious of everything around her

at this point in time she didn't know where she was,

but she didn't care,

all that she wanted was to leave this world and

go run amongst the flowers.

she wanted to fly with the wind.

but rose couldn't.

she couldn't leave just yet.

she had to say goodbye.

goodbye to this cruel world.

and the assholes who made it this way.

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