Flower in the Field
Fragile yet beautiful
Bruised yet perfect
Small yet noticed
One of a kind
Amongst a field
of a thousand
So unique, noticed
from a mile away
So special,
It can't be forgotten
Unknown only to the
Arrogant and ignorant
Unnoticed only to those
blinded by hate and selfishness
This fragile beauty
Unknown to herself
Is the flower that lights up the room
The one that turns a frown
Upside down
Whether or not you are that flower
No one can tell you
Only you can decide that.
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