A Flower Alone
By Lord R.e. Taylor
Why are you there
You were not meant to be there
You are all alone
Surviving in desolation
Merely by finding an imperfection
Maybe it was your choice
Maybe it was made by another
Either way you are a miracle
A thing of beauty living in nothingness
Someone will admire your spirit
And they will spread the word
The sight of you will be remembered
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