we cut and
kill flowers
because we
think they're
beautiful,
but we cut
and kill
ourselves
because we
think that
we are not
ESTÀS LLEGINT
deadroses || poetry
Poesia"we had a vision though, now we dead roses" now, why did she send them? these broken down, wilted, beat up, rotten-looking flowers.
unknown
we cut and
kill flowers
because we
think they're
beautiful,
but we cut
and kill
ourselves
because we
think that
we are not
