Beware of Such Folk

I used to be a dreamer until I fell for a dream crusher I used to be very optimistic until I met miss negative I used to have beautiful wings until I ran into a shearer I used to be a lovely garden until someone planted weeds I used to see vibrant colors until I came across mr.dull Beware of such folk. They bring destruction, everywhere they go. 2-27-2020 Alexis Y. Inspired by the “Warning” contest