I hate this poem, but I'm posting it anyways. Flowers Flowers are blooming… Their petals are just opening To breath fresh air. At night, When they close, Their memories lay forgotten, On the green floor. The flowers… they live on… once more. Can I live on? You left me… just barely hanging there. You left me, did you die Or did you just go away? I wanted flowers, You brought me tears. I wanted hugs, You brought me fears. How can I live when I know That you were once there? You once held me in your arms. You once kept me by your side. But you left me… Did you die or did you just go away? Did you die or did you just run away?
aww don't hate it, it wasn't half bad! that's the spirit! I enjoyed this, I've had the shortest attention span ever lately, and I easily read through this whole thing so that says something good about it.
