White and blue I
Am a an innocent flower, I am
Sweet but sour.
With nighty-nine
Petals, I am soft and gentle
But not one-hundred Percent
I look like an Angel
And feel like one too But
I am not, Oh
how people never think that
Just one percent.
Could be so evil.
"I am nighty-nine percent angel, but oh that one percent."
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A Weed Surrounded By Flowers
PoésieThrough poetry she felt the weight on her shoulders slowly fade as her thoughts and emotions went from her heart and swayed through the pen to the paper. Her life full of poems waiting to be written and read. She will no longer be silent, and this i...
