Now I'm obsessed with this flower, you should never have sent me that.
It's beautiful, blooms in mud...but boasts one of the purest and breathtaking petals.
I'm obsessed...I'm obsessed.
Lotus...its fragrance is killing me. Deep in it I lose myself. Drowning in a sea of lotus.
Find a way to my heart and bloom on my muddy emotions.
Open your pretty petals and show the beauty in me.
Be the flower of my soul. Sending me a lotus was never enough...
I need you to be my Lotus.
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Catharsis ||#Attys2016
PoetryWords purging me of my emotions. Words torn out of me for you. This is my CATHARSIS. Highest ranking: #312 in poetry.