Flowers,
by the garden i walk past everyday.
Flowers,
showing off their spotless white crown.
Flowers,
surrounded by their green ordinary pawns.
But flowers,
the sun slowly roast them away.
And the green remains.
(only until autumn though. hahah)
Everything, according to its season.
Dunno im getting rly random. maybe it's the sleep.
or my bad habits again >:/
3 comments:
Are you beginning to like poetry? Or just revealing that poet inside of you? =D Me gusta the analogy you have going...so deep *curl up into ball*
Verification word: underm (like underneath your skin?) XD
uh oh...i see a drunken quest ahead...^^
wake up! hahahaha
anyway... i don't think study abroad is an option for me.. costs too much money :[
ahahaha i guess i could get finaid... but yeah
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