"They embrace me with their familiarities, similar do they know.
Blooming and blossoming the flowers parade, overpowering the fakes charade.
Droplets of the upcoming blizzard, taking place only in their minds.
Why pretend to be, shy and kind, to only be battling with their own goodbyes.
Reflecting the beast that you created, building a barrier that couldn't be grated.
Smiles and scowls replace the frown, outlining the forced and gained, used to get this crown.
Through trivial disputes and haunting sins, but deep down you know that this beast must go.
Splash and sprinkle, your heart of gold, repent the lies you let unfold.
You know the rose and thorns are a sign, that beauty is not his but truly mine.
Strengthen the love locked and installed, widening it to the ones you perished that couldn't have yet followed through to you at all."
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Shattered
Poetry"She held on to the thorn knowing it would prick her, and grabbed on to it's roots knowing she would fall, but the hope that flickered in her eyes always seem to shimmer, nothing demolished it at all, she carved her art on the canvas and set the li...
