a flower hidden.
laid behind the long tall weeds protected.
safeguarding the dandelion
it sways and brings the meadow
a certain flair; a charm.
the wind blew harshly
crying brutal tears, the rain fell.
it’s petals broke apart
one by one.
scattered within the meadow
it’s no longer the same.
the specialty is lost.
blending in, the flower truly faded.
hmm, everyone seems to likes the third one (the one below, march 12). but its confusing. since all they reflect back is
awhh i like it.
WHAT do they like? how does it affect them? what makes it better? yknow? i need the feedback.
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