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I Am a Flower
My failure grew as weeds surrounded me. Thinking I needed to, I tried too hard to become them. I did not understand who I was, what I wanted to be, so I figured this was the only way I could’ve survived. As I was worried about mimicking their movements, attempting and failing to react their shape, they managed to take everything from me.
By aqua nerine8 years ago in Poets











