Bloom with the thorns Like fire consuming ice Burn brighter than stars Shattering earth with your wars... I have bloomed with this dirty soil and hisses when I hurt people with my thorns They admire me from afar too afraid of the promising pain My beauty will inflict... I'm getting used to this loneliness Now I don't crave death like this pain... Bloom is a short collection of all my poems, free verse that I scribbled on the last pages of my random journals. I hope you enjoy these random lines and rhymes. All the Rights Reserved ® xEena101x

Highest rank #5 in short story (22/8/17) he said, If I did'nt had any purpose. Then today I won't be standing here. Find out more secrets in Ariel Diary.