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abuse


autumn bleeds
bruises the tree
blood spattered leaves
ahead winter's deadly blow
yet the world smiles at the garish colors
Nature uses in proving his love
seasons cycle
he charms her with spring's flowers
the sun on her skin
—
so she stays.

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<p style="text-align: justify;">Omg, love this! I know you&#39;ve ended it, but you should add more verses to it. Elaborate on the abuse (I know that sounds harsh, sorry if this a sensitive subject).&nbsp; Like: &quot;...so she stays. Never realizing there isn&#39;t enough sunscreen to stop sunrays (raise) from beating down on her skin, always left sunburnt...&quot; You can take this if you&#39;d like. Great concept, keep writing.&nbsp;</p><p style="text-align: justify;">&nbsp;</p><p>&nbsp;</p>

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