dwarfed and obscure,
sit neatly arranged for all to adore.
Parched from the aridity, neglected by the sun,
I the bonsai never truly begun.
Cast in the shadows, growing off to the side,
never fully ***** always wanting to hide.
I the bonsai have the capacity to grow,
a little warmth and attention is all I need you know.
Oct 12, 2019
Oct 12, 2019 at 6:40 AM UTC
dwarfed and obscure,
sit neatly arranged for all to adore.
Parched from the aridity, neglected by the sun,
I the bonsai never truly begun.
Cast in the shadows, growing off to the side,
never fully ***** always wanting to hide.
I the bonsai have the capacity to grow,
a little warmth and attention is all I need you know.
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