Graveyards into gardensA Poem by AnnyTurning graveyards into gardens- That’s how it felt. Blood on my scars was so sweet, By the way. Some things are only found To be lost, they say, Like the sun, who only shines, Cause it has an eclipse to create © 2022 Anny |
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Added on April 22, 2022 Last Updated on April 22, 2022 Tags: poem, teen, sad, phobia, sadpoem, literature, surreal, contemporary, art, noir, beautiful, poetry, modernpoetry Author
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