Groomed for a dozen

Groomed to perfection Standing tall, looking Like beautiful musical Symmetry, Bred to inspire and Enflame inviting hearts, Or to serve as penance For human mistakes, Making your life Full of pruning attention And beautification efforts, While your death Is more glorious In your wrappings And trimmings. So shine while you can, Gentle rose petals, Before your essence Fully drains away And withers, Falling to the unbiased wind To be blown away Into oblivion.

menoh

I am a button pusher. I stir up trouble. It is what I do. I live in the borders between light and dark. I can write about beautiful things, and joy and love, but I find I am more creative when i write about the dark. I love to hold a mirror up to the...

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