Turn my heart into a flower.
Watch it wilt over time.
Losing all those fears into power.
Pick the petals one a time.
Watch for the time ahead.
Realize that hurt is real.
Let all the emotions turn to dread.
To understand what it is to feel.
Love is a flower, let it bloom.
A reality, a fantasy, a dream.
Fade it all into a gloom.
Makes the heart want to scream.
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Faerie Wings
PoetryThis will be my place to write different poems, short or long ones. I will make this a special place for all my poems. Some are fantasy like so they will be a bit different. Warning, this is not for certain ages as this poem will have dark element...
