Blossoms - Poetry
Flowers they play,
A funny cruel game,
At the world and all around,
For none knows,
But any better.
The fabulous life of a doll,
Cringing until the last breath,
Pressing pretty dresses,
Drawing cold breaths,
Till frozen,
But unto time eternal.
Face of evil,
In a brilliant white light,
Glowing bright blue,
Like from outer space,
Or beyond,
But colder forever.
Might I dare ask,
You readers of this tale,
How you wondered,
How you pondered,
Over it,
The taste of love,
If you,
But knew any better than them all.
Love this, hope you don't mind if I read it on my show today :)
Sure thing! Please do :)
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