the frown flutters
dancing about the petals
So serene, such sadness
upon a scene so surreal
with showers on the sun
The frown gently rests
soaking in the flowers
but the clouds refuse
Oh, how tangible, the sky
that it clumps together
and lumps itself with you
Oh, how lonely, the horizon
must be, that it falls in pieces
on your frown
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