When a flower is plucked
The ground grows a new one
When a person is giving until they can't
They are left dry and told to replenish themselves
May everyone be like a flower
And not hold on to the beauty that was stolen from them
Make your own beautiful self again.
YOU ARE READING
3 am Thoughts.
AcakOnly read if you want to. I swear I'm not this crazy all the time. Just a few times a week.
