How could something so ugly be so
Beautiful
How could something so sweet be so
Poisonous
The mushrooms they grow on your head like weeds
They feed off the flowers that only know what you need
They fight and fight for your light
But
They created something new
Mushroom Flowers
"Everything happens for a reason"
Why has life created you, Mushroom Flowers?
YOU ARE READING
Russian Roulette ||poetry||
PoetryI'm feeling like this is just gonna be a shit post of poetry😅cause I need somewhere to store it all. The theme of this book is very inconsistent, so you know Russian Roulette...🤷
