Leaf


Brawny wicked pulling
Given by involuntary winds
Hideous pitch-black bruises
You left, intentionally
That overpopulated my bright green costume

Stepped on,
By spiky metal shoes
(Thanks for the affection)
Never once did you, turn back to inquire if I was okay
I wasn't okay!
I was scattered like a million stars in the night sky
Difference being, my beauty was no longer an infinite glow

You captured a piece of me and sprinted
All I could do was lie there,
Face planted among the grimy brown dirt
Incurably paralyzed
And watch, as my life slowly corrupts
(Thanks for the affection)

Cool October winds, pressed against my flesh
My bright green soul, altered to dull orange

I will never be the same!

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