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gee Aug 2015
what if in the night i let my girl-heart out
its muffled murmurs, its soft
unfolding sounds;
let it go completely

would i almost learn how to settle in life
learn to unbloom the bruises
on skin too tight
to remove completely

would i lose colour and find it among flowers
would i lose colour at all
meadowsweet May 2018
I don't recall the names of trees and flowers.
I recall their beauty.
Perhaps if they don't need a name to be what they are,
I don't either.
Nathanial clark Sep 2020
My mind is a jungle
Crowded with these uncaged animals
Covered in unbloom flowers
Rainstorms happening everywhere
Living in another world within the one I am in
A daily struggle to manage the animals
Leaving myself open
For everything to hurt me
Attacking whenever they want
Only to befriend my jungle of a mind
The madness from within will befriend you
Everyone at peace for once
A quite and peaceful noise

— The End —