• _free_spirit_01 11w

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    You took me to your beautiful garden
    You showed me the fountains,
    The lofty mansions, all the other flowers too.

    But i chose to die.

    Wildflowers don't grow in gardens.

    You tried to make me the same,
    Same as the others who you plucked.
    All at you will,
    Just to decorate you mirror's side.

    I am biting nails under my blanket
    As a firefly dance on my ceiling
    Why can't you realise i am not like them?

    Wildflowers don't grow in gardens.
    They wilt and die away.
    ©free_spirit01