Jasmine Berry

Life is just a flash of light.
One last photograph captures the miserable beauty
of death.
A memory.
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I wandered through fairyland innocent and sweet,
Beholding each bloom as bright and beautiful,
Each fruit brimming with possibilities,
Finding delight in the common sparrow's tweet,
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You plucked me from the soiled lips of strangers
Gathered me into your unfamiliar arms
'Till you were my roots, and all that I knew, and home,
And you told me that my wilted little petals were enough.
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Purple and pointed; a velvet onion.
It's cosmic outer shell is a palm-sized galaxy
which bobbles and peels away
at the lightest of touch
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You tell me that you love me,
You do not know what I am,
What you see is not what you get,
I don't think you understand.
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