worries me.
Then she says,
"What would I have done
without my Violet?"
She breaks down into tears,
and a few slip from my eye, too.
Could I really be her
blossoming flower?
Or am I starting to wither
and die?
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What Comes Next... [Wattys 2014]
PoesíaViolet has never stopped running. She lives for the wind on her face, and seeing the blur of cars as they drive by. And she has real problems to run from. An alcoholic mother, an abusive ex-boyfriend, and the lowest grades in school. It's time for V...