I pick the colors off of flowers
As if the crumpled petals in my hands
Will tell me something
That I don't already know.
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petals ; poetry
Poesíawho ever said roses are beautiful? don't compare me to a rose for they wither and rot away a rose's beauty is only surface-level i mean more than that i have to
petals
I pick the colors off of flowers
As if the crumpled petals in my hands
Will tell me something
That I don't already know.
