A LIVING FLOWER
NEVER SHALL A FLOWER FADE FOR IT IS PLASTIC AN KNOWS OF NO JUSTICE NOR PEACE OR FREEDOM LIKE LIFE KNOWS OF NO COLOR OF SKIN;BIAS OR VOILENCE IT IS ITS OWN WORLD ,OWN PARIS,
NO FLOWERS OR POLLEN SHALL WITHER AWAY ASIDE FROM THE FANCADE OF ITS PLASTIC SHAPE IT IS A FLOWER THAT SHALL STAY THE SAME,
I COMPARE THEE TO LIFE TODAY NO MATTER WHAT THE FUTURE IS WHAT IS PASSED DOWN FROM GENERATION TO GENERATION EVEN WITH THE LOVE IN OUR HEARTS THE BIAS WILL ALWAYS WEAR ITS FANCADE.
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I grew up knowing what I want to do an that's be a writer ; I wanna spread my peoms across the globe an hopefully one day get discovered so thanks for everyones support in my one woman a thousand word dream
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