a budding romance: wilted, lost. by avalon

Aug 2017

when my body bends
and breaks--
a flower stem
plucked from her
pretty face
i feel your fingers
pulling petals,
stealing smiles,
scattering pieces
of me on the asphalt.
is it my fault?

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avalon 20/F

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