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Flowering Death
Lily is my favorite flower
I'm usually strong, yet with her absence
I have no power
Weak to the bone
My gardens soil, hard like clay
Not even a weed would dare to stay
I'll dig it all up, start fresh, happily
Although I probably won't, I lack the energy
A dry dead garden
Barren, lifeless, absence of sympathy
Sick of everyone thinking, they need to help me
I hate flowers
I'm usually strong, yet with her absence
I have no power
Weak to the bone
My gardens soil, hard like clay
Not even a weed would dare to stay
I'll dig it all up, start fresh, happily
Although I probably won't, I lack the energy
A dry dead garden
Barren, lifeless, absence of sympathy
Sick of everyone thinking, they need to help me
I hate flowers
Published 19th Feb 2016
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