sleep tight, fragile flower

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anxiety depression pain poetry selfharmawareness

the fragile flower 
will sleep while
 it is still weak

and the petals 
will fall 
and the thorns 

will stay.

2017 © sleep tight, fragile flower by meilogy (mei xiu) All rights reserved.All Rights Reserved

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