Dark Laughing Jester
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Sakura (#4 Of The Laughing Jester Series)
Amongst a field of roses
A small, Fragile tree peaks.
Angered by its lack of continuity,
Arms of thorns wrap around,
Flesh wounds of a malevolent hug,
Scarring, the beauty of difference.
The sun, not bearing to see any more,
Closes its eyes behind walls of clouds.
Tears falling from the sky,
Freezing on touch.
Millions of Iced blades penetrate,
Covering the animosity in blankets of white.
Thawing, the fragile tree reaches upwards,
Blossoming, into a vibrant display,
A million cherry blossom dance in the wind.
The scars, a reminder, ...