Take every moment in,
live for a breathe
live for every second that passes and wont comeback, For every sound that wont linger around, for ever step not taken backwards

For every flower that was forced to bloom
for the beauty destroyed within
her petals laid there as if
they never had a chance
to smell like spring was in the air
and the beauty of delicacy of winter nights in his arms.

Forced to bloom,
forced to grow up
force to grow within a monster,
a beautiful delicate monster
with wounds so deep, you could see right through her lies.
she was broken,
she was not who she once was meant to be.
Life bloomed before spring
between her thighs and summer set in her eyes.
-K.G