Dead Flowers With Enigma Poem by Mylicia D'angelo

Dead Flowers With Enigma



it's when the house cat eats you,
and the spider bites stop hurting,
the bird's singing is terrible,
the bees stop making honey and
all the flowers die,
when the music stops making sense,
and the world become silent
i'll stop missing you.

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Mylicia D'angelo

Mylicia D'angelo

lancaster, ca
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