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Lying in the grass, absorbed by the rain,
I belong to the tears of nature herself.
My skin rots and deforms,
Allowing me to rejoin once more.
I blossom and sprout,
Wishing to live on,
To be the flower that is loved.
I exist beyond mortality,
Living until dusk,
Finding peace in my unworldly form,
Discovering love in nature, even as I decay into the ground.
Once again, my skin tears apart.
I become nourishment, a flower, soil, and love.
I continue my cycle,
I remain cherished.
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𝐽𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑠
I loved it🖤
thank you! <3
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Shannara 🥀🦋
I love this
thanks!
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Question-Z
f*****g fabulous honestly
Thank you! :D
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PANCAKE EATS SOAP >.<
Holy shlart I love this, this might be my new favorite poem and I'm not even joking
AHHHH THANK YOU!!! I'm just working on my poetry skills, but this is definitely also one of my favorites I've shared online so far.
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XxRedwoodxX
This is great but also funny because it looks like your pfp is the one saying it :')
Thx!! LOL, nah imagine walking in on a cat reciting this poem in the dark
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