she is a flower
she's blooming
she's bright
heard you like red
she sang you lullabies
she was dancing for you
the moon was bright
stars were showing that her feet hurt
but you never looked up
she was smiling
she tried to hide
the plants on her porch
were begging for water
maybe she needed water too
but she never showed it
but those tears she left on her pillow at night
those are drops of water too
you might say
i guess that's how she was killing herself from the inside
because water and salt don't taste well
she is not a flower
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sad kids //poems
Poetry! this book might be triggering ! -these are my poems, feel free to use them as long as you give credit, thanks 《 love, it's a sad kid's world》
