| Teen Poetry #9 |
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Fragile Flower |
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freeand2sexy Senior Member
since 2008-09-12
Posts 704CA, USA |
These fake flowers smell like fabricated lies, With plastic stems and phony leaves, Put into an empty vase Clear enough to see the waterless space, Where I put my hollow dreams. I pretend, sometimes, That the smooth leaves wither And the pink petals fall, Hoping some sort of reality Takes place. That it's fragrance will send me a call, So I can hold these frail flowers Close to my fragile face. "When I die, I want to go peacefully like my Grandfather did, in his sleep -- not screaming, like the passengers in his car" |
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XGarapanX Senior Member
since 2008-06-19
Posts 1435Antarctica |
Wow. Once again this is crazy good. ·´~`·»Garapan«·´~`· "Look! Crumbs on his jacketses... Heeee took it!" |
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