I once held one hallowing flower... My time with which, I won't soon regret. Sweet scents did assault and devour... Twas but an hour until the sun set.
Sweet dreams for me once, now sting... A shattered heart too young to beset. Rendered harrow by horrible things... A precious light I can't soon beget.
Poetic verse made damned and dispersed... Ravenous blight disrupts on display. Sudden rainfall disbands once dry earth... These things I fear may never change.
For now, I just hope you wilt easy... Wholeheartedly chosing your scars. Priceless dreams I fought for now fleeting... With mangled hands, I try again to count stars.
Submitted: July 16, 2018
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