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Rated: E · Poetry · Home/Garden · #2193069
What happens right before a person can bloom.
In the weightless light of loneliness
Nobody has ever hailed my budding blossoms
Or around to groom me
Of derelict weeds and hazardous insects

Life still firmly planted as a Wallflower
Last adorned by all the beige tones
That accompany blighted youth and mounting fear
Someone might not ever see the real me

Even with petals fluttering off into the wind
Soil dried out from no water or nutrients
A plethora of radiant colors
Boundlessly discovered once picked at the right time
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