she bloomed
with kindness
in her souleveryone treated her
unworthy
but she didn't careshe was amazing
with her words
and cared.you don't get that a lot
care and love
it's dead.like that dandelion
in your garden.you blow it to make a wish
but kill it when you do
pulling out it's rootsit's home
it's life
it's love.she was a dandelion
a weed
that everyone killed.----
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➵ Midnight Thoughts | ✔︎
PoetryRandom, collated thoughts put to paper through emotion and expressions, and a mind that works it's flow. Love, Lillian x x Disclaimer: this is purely my own work. if my lines seem similar to other poems, this is purely coincidental. some poems/boo...