Blossoms are so unique
They bloom with such grace.
But when they tell the truth
They fall out of place
Thorns do not lie
But they scare the naked eye
A silhouette could float by
And suddenly begin to cry
Oh Blossoms, Can you fly?
Come on, at least try.
Roses are red
On the nails of beauty
But when they turn blue,
Their drift will turn moody
Children laughing at the faces that glow
But what will they think when you show them what they don't know?
Have you not really grown?
Can't you condone?
When I walk inside your house
I saw horrible things.
Diamonds of fools,
And a plethora of rings.
As an explorer I sing:
"When will you get lost again"
You put on a beautiful mask
And you get to play pretend.
I'm "happy"
I'm "excited"
I'm "wonderful"
I'm "beautiful"
...
How cruel can you be,
When you don't even hug yourself?
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The Raven's Hymn
Poetry"A wonderful moonlight, Shines on your soul. It illuminates a sillhouette, Of waves that cause havoc With haphazard directions of agony. Let the raven welcome you to it's domain, And sing unto you, The symphony of many." Highest ranking in inspiring...
