i do not want to blossom, i
want to wilt, shrink and go back into the ground.
i want to be surrounded by the earth i came from,
feel the roots of trees like wispy hair and talk to the
bunnies in their burrows.
i want to swim into the soil and sleep with the bones of
lost people.
ribcaged · 1 decade ago
coughs at the talent
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