I’m a dying flower
Yes, I’ll be dead within the hour
I know I’ve always been a downer
They all wanted me to speak louder
I wouldn’t have suffered with a superpower
But I know I’ll never be able to overpower
My thoughts that threaten to devour
If I step off this tower
I hope I don’t cower
So I can die without being sour
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Author:
haleyalexis (
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- Category: Sad
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Comments1
Powerful words haley. Life can be so hard but if you look from that tower you will be able to see a glimmer of light so climb down the tower and walk towards that glimmer and you will find that life is there for you and will be full of hope and love.
Andy
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