I am bittersweet
glossy, healthy.
I lay in the sun blooming,
the sun goes down
dazzling looking brilliant as a topping,
I glow as my owner picks me from above
brave but scared
tell my enemy chooses me
I go to the black hole
not to see light again.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
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