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through cliffs and stones and buried bones I am growing into marigolds
-where she grows / the lovers -
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written-by-sophia · 2 years
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when i was a kid you made a flower crown for me out of daisies you tore up from the grass out by the soccer field. my hands were too shaky to tie the knots so i watched you braid them together wrap the stems around
when i was sixteen i crashed my car in the middle of the night turning at a red light straight into a ditch the cops came and flooded the whole pavement blue and red and when they asked me what happened i knew i couldn’t tell them about the daisies growing in the middle lane
when i was nineteen i dropped out of college and when i  walked out of the admissions office for the last time there were daisies growing in the cracks of the pavement. and i wished i hadn’t lived my life around all the stipulations and things i thought i knew when i was a child
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oiroegbu · 2 years
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August Poem
I have seen tree leaves twist in the air, as they dance to meet the earthBrown, some red, some still green; but all rushing to touch the groundThe floor is littered, a gathering of old and fresh tree leaves lay on the dirtAnd why they fall, they won’t say, but when they do, they seem extremely glad Apples and much citrus hang on branches, dangling in the soft airThe wind pushes fine dust up to…
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If hurting me does not hurt you, you don’t love me. You’re using me.
k.b // by jerry flowers jr
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bluryyyblu · 1 year
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flowerytale · 21 days
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Nikos Engonopoulos, from Bolívar, a Greek Poem
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billionneuronscurious · 8 months
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Poem: The Satara Countryside.
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jayvespertine · 3 months
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— diksha suman (moon poet)
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abby088 · 2 months
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Even after everything I still love you.
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poet4days · 2 months
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Flower~My Sweet Smelling Holy Plant
I Am A Flower, I Smell Good, I Look Beautiful, None Can Afford My Perfume! People Like Me, People Use Me To Decorate, People Expect Me To Beautify Their Home Like Me, I Create Beauty Myself, People Depend On Me, To Give Them Oxygen. The Oxygen That Nobody Can Find Without Me. I Am A Life-saver. I Am A Word Created Holy Plant From God. When The Sun Rise, I Also Obey By Rising…
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heylsgowt · 1 month
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cottaegecore · 5 months
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21stcenturysucks · 2 years
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if i was a star and you were a star i would wink at you and blink at you and twinkle at you and the earthlings would call it science.
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They’ll have you feel like you’re asking for too much. Truth is, they can’t offer much. It’s like I’m expecting a fountain quality from a drain individual.
k.b // by jerry flowers jr
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hanafinjdarcey · 5 days
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