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DYING FLOWERS

DYING FLOWERS

This is not my best pen
but the ink still works
when I give it a jerk and a yank
and the page is blank
and eager and thankful in its empty hole
to be filled with the seemingly silent semen
of my soul
hurled with hopeless hands
into a world somebody else understands
She's picking petals
off of dying flowers
like butterfly wings
just to keep them pretty
and to keep them alive
and to help them survive
I want all the flowers to thrive
If I can help just one soul break free
then I have achieved immortality

archetype23
Written by archetype23
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Author's Note
My friend Diane was plucking petals off of some flowers that were dying, and it inspired me to write a poem for the night
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