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Petals
Eyes threaded gold,
Fair as the moon.
Swoon flower, swoon.
No longer Pale pink,
Thorny at noon.
Soon flower, soon.
The mind, a hidden drifter
Let it bloom,
Flower, hoist your roots.
Walk in faith,
Run in lust.
It all ends in dust.
Fair as the moon.
Swoon flower, swoon.
No longer Pale pink,
Thorny at noon.
Soon flower, soon.
The mind, a hidden drifter
Let it bloom,
Flower, hoist your roots.
Walk in faith,
Run in lust.
It all ends in dust.
Published 4th Apr 2015
| Edited 4th Jun 2015
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