Distracted
Wrapped around your finger
Like a reminder
Except
You keep forgetting
To remember me
Did two of my three angels
Ever even see?
“I have lost my dewdrops!” Cries the flower to the morning sky that has just lost all its stars... All bleeding stops eventually. I am but a collection of particles, atoms that chose to suffer in unison.
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