Stood TallA Poem by ღSherion~RaineღPassing by, a flower stood tall in the repulsive heap of dirt petals were wilted and dull the stem, heavily burnt
Decayed ground of grass with rocks and rubble no pot or glass or happy bubbles
Damaged surroundings all around, that beautiful plant never frowned. Dead, frail and deeply hurt, at least it wasn't dried dirt.
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StatsAuthorღSherion~RaineღBoxville, MIAboutHiya! My name is Sherion Raine. I'm 16 years old. I've been a poet for a long time. If you wanna know something about me, JUST ASK! ElectricFM! more..Writing
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