Can someone tell me how flowers feel when their sisters are plucked and packed into gift bouquets?
Do they want to be cut too or do they feel sad?
YOU ARE READING
Tears of a Candle.
PoetrySlowly telling stories of pain through the ever wet eyes of a candle.
Curious.
Can someone tell me how flowers feel when their sisters are plucked and packed into gift bouquets?
Do they want to be cut too or do they feel sad?
