Dedicated to LailaLiliana
A wallflower at heart she was,
But a bloom was all she asked to be.
All she wanted was to shield the earth under her sweetly scented petals,
And nourish the earth with her nectar of immortality.
But all she had was a petal for a heart that bled,
And a Nerium Oleander for a soul that purged.
And so like the flower goes, a sweet scented killer she was.
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'Silent' Clouds.
Poesía¶Words have no meaning, unless you make them, turning them into a spontaneous overflow of rhythm¶ ¶A string of broken pieces interwoven into into poetry. Broken symphonies, turned into poetry¶
