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Beautiful Bleeding Flower

Poetry By: XxXLoVeBuGxXx
Young adult

This poem was inspired by my sister, my best friend. She says I'm a flower, always blooming, always rising above the hardest, always beautiful....
I want to thank my best friend, for always being there..
Thank you

Submitted:Apr 11, 2010    Reads: 38    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

I am a flower...

The first step is to admitting it

They think I'm so beautiful,

I don't see it


I've always been forced upon

That nobody really loved me

And I can't imagine how anyone could

You are loved

I know, but I love so many more

That just don't love me back

They are not worth loving then

Why not?

I always have a place in my heart

Just for them

And they don't know,

They don't care

They do, they just don't know yet


I just can't wait until they do

That'd be too long of a time to wait

That's why I see you rise above that

And you thrive

Even though, you, yourself, do not know it.

I am a flower,

Shining bright

And beautiful,

I can rise above the weeds

Trying to suck the life out of me,

Even though

I can love those things

More than they know...

I am a flower.

You admitted it.


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