how simple worlds
can magnify into dews of strife
combust the flower's hearts
strip it from its petals
An ash of remains
lies before my feet
I step over the flame
Over the once life
Its own petal's destroyed
quite refreshing but i think there are places where redundancy occurs. keep up good work aiden..
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Short, simple and sweet.