Like a fallen
House of cards
We overlap
One another
Waiting to be
Picked up
By breeze
And gold sun
To truly play
Our parts
In each other's
Lives
Not standing by
Down, uptight
Averse to making
A move.
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PoetryThe words The petals On a flower that Thrives by appearance Is only Will merely Be a flimsy Taste of what's inside Why price By the eyes The symmetry Of flawed beauty As though As most Are weighed by Thoughtless ideals For those Four arrows A sma...
