Days have melted into weeks
And weeks into months
Since a flower had blossomed in me.
I've become so bleak,
All that blooms in me, now,
Are blue regrets, grey what ifs
And chained down dreams.
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QOTD: You get in life what you have the courage to ask for.
YOU ARE READING
𝘈𝘙𝘐𝘚𝘌
PoetryHighest rank- #1st in poetry❤ (back when these tags actually meant something) * In the hope that you'll find solace in my words. You're not alone. * Book cover by @WriterBells
