Wild Flower
By VampireGirl
A beautiful flower starts from the core and grows larger when it rains, when the sun comes out it Blooms. When the moonlight comes out, it changes to mixed colors she's gone wild, She's blue, she's red, Her moods change so frequently in till she's picked, She roams around in the night, Looking for a thorn so she will not be alone, She runs through the garden when she feels like no ones home, Or is watching her. She's a wild flower that will run far, her time slowly getting away from her. She doesn't know how far she will make it. her petals fall, And by winter she's just like everything else that once was beautiful, She's dead, and her thorns let her know he would out live her. The thorns made her over come her fears whipped away her rain drop tears, and made her feel pain. And in the winter another flower blooms, like a child born in to the sun, the water pours, down, as she grows, she tries to run but doesn't get far. winter passes through, and all the petals get blown away. Written October 9th, 2001 © on Oct 08 2001 05:08 PM PST, Shelly 0 • 10
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"A beautiful flower starts from the core and grows larger..."