Flowers are significant at its finest, we love them in every unique way. But don't you think, love is also about how you see beauty?
Is it love at all because you see beauty only? Or is it another way around?
Tulips, Dandelions, Roses, and Sunflowers, you name it. In some sort of time, you will see beauty in every flower, but you wouldn't see how they will die because there's no more beauty. You'll stop putting attention to it, and find a new one to love.
that's how easy love is, it will fade like how you burst someone's bubble.
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Mischief of Pain
PoetryI wrote a pieces of my misery in this book, don't judge with what you will read because as further as I update some shit out here, you won't like what to see. I don't need sympathy, I need readers who will understand me, because in this beautiful wo...
