Flowers in February
She rose like belladonnna
from the night shades
of violent violet
sipping on the shadow of the sun
like a flower in February
“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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