Devastated Bloom

May 22, 2009
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Arms stretched out, longing,
Now distorted, bent, and dried
Have no hope in us

Fingers once reaching
Modified from leaves to thorns
Keep us apart now

Hands as a blossom
Every petal withering
I pray for new faith





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