Flowers That Fade
bounty beauty in my many broken places.
faulty connects in superfluity of nothingness.
they meddled,
fondled
and at first twas a cuddle
but now!
swords they blaze
even to my face!.
sharper than the razor of a blade,
I have loved flowers that fade
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