My Flower
Its a normal day at the library, i would say. but then i notice something new. im very Observent so I know what's here and what's not. I look closer and that's when I see it I look at the flower.
The flower is looking right back at me,
Does the flower want me.
Does the flower crave me, like it craves water because I know I'm craving it like that but i know now flower isn't just a flower anymore it's MY Flower. I pick my flower, and it stares at me the same stare I'm giving. My flower and that's when I know, my flower craves me to.
Copyright © Kooper Cobb | Year Posted 2025
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