Dying Meadows

I lie in dying meadows

and let the bugs crawl

on my body, the bugs

bite and the yellow

grass itches my skin but

I must let it be.

I'm slowly decaying with

the once vibrant flowers.

I have lost my color and

my sweet smell, I have

to start over and go

back to the earth before

I rot.

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