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Flower

May 29, 2013
By Demi Fenicle SILVER, Carmel, Indiana
Demi Fenicle SILVER, Carmel, Indiana
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I feel your gaze on my skin
your thoughts in my mind
waiting for me to respond
pushing me to move
the grass pulls on my arms
the air weighs me down
pushing and pulling and waiting
you grab my wrists
twisting painfully
the wind blows me back
the rocks jab my side
i start to move with you
one hand tangled in yours
the other clutching the grass
you rip me from the earth
leaving it barren
and as you hold me
grasping the thorns much too tight
I slowly start to lose my petals
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