A flower
Journal Entry: Tue Oct 30, 2007, 5:09 PM
My tears flow outwards
Unusual.
My heart bleeds,
As the worlds spins around me.
My breath,
Slow and shallow.
Calmness overcoming.
I watch as a flower withers,
The sun suffocating.
The day it was born,
It knew it would die,
Yet still it held on tight
To what it knew,
A love of life,
A hope bring beauty
To all who passed.
- Mood:
Sorrow
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