alone in a field a tiny flower stands rain passing through with hail in its' hands. thrashing out violently beating at the flower passing through again later in the hour. the tiny flower remembering its' past leaving the future ahead going to fast. snow drops of ice fall from the sky leaving the flower with the thought she really wants to die. swallowing her tears letting the pain pass her by not a shadow in her hopes that she keeps held up high.
Reason for writing:
a wilting flower in the rain.
Birth sign: Gemini
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