wildflower
her mind was made from wildflowers;
unhindered by the wind.
but the world told her she was misplaced,
and tore through her tough skin.
a carefree soul traded for fire:
a self-destructive path.
once before growing wild and free,
her beauty turned to ash.
So creative and such beautiful words!
I really appreciate that, thank you!
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STOPSuch neautiful poetry!
Thank you so much! That means a lot. :)