Jan 2020
I am a rose
blown wide open
petals dripping, seeds dripping
in a garden
full of buds
just waiting to exhale their scent
This cycle
flowers go through
dying
for the next beauty
blown wide open
petals dripping, seeds dripping
in a garden
full of buds
just waiting to exhale their scent
This cycle
flowers go through
dying
for the next beauty
(F/Canada)
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