Vitriolic Blossom

The Sun’s Rays Dance Around Through The Broken Glass,
The Wilting Flowers Soak In This Sunshine En Masse,
Hopes So High That It Might Save Them,
But In The End Settles In To Decay The Stem

Nothing Perfect Was Ever Right,
Nothing Ugly Was Never A Beautiful Sight,
Jealousy Tends to Fuel a Bitter Resent,
Leads A Pretty Flower To Unfurl A Burning Torment

Gazing Through The Tarnished Window,
Everything Seems So Grey- I Know,
This Belvedere Is More Like A Prison Than Your Fairyland Escape,
Still Blooming- You’re The Garden’s Secret Heartache

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