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You are a flower
Far too beautiful for me to pluck
I will come to your site everyday
Just to adore your sight
I'll leave you in your natural habitat
I cherish you
But I won't be selfish
I'll leave you for others to behold also
Utmostly, I want what's best for you
When you cherish something, don't destroy it in an attempt to make it yours!
Beauty grows on thorny stems
decay is beauty fertilized...
there remains those who
die feeding- upon those who died before.
Red is my favorite... my blood
relates to my intent-
to show
that life depends
on death.
i wish i could close my eyes to the ghosts that haunt me
whose sting feels like sleeping with contacts in
and having nightmares about the words she said

both of which make me wake up
with red eyes—and
pupils made of
ghost.
I slept with my contacts in again.

— The End —