The Furies Of May Poem by Missy Lynn

The Furies Of May



Cherry blossoms decide
exactly how to ruin my life.
Maybe that is why May is
so very unlucky for me.
I see cherry blossoms and
Bad happens.
A feeling like I know
I will spend several hours
Waiting for the
wrath of them.

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