Bloom only for me

May 04, 2011 23:21


I found her on the seedy streets of Japan,

A withered cherry blossom in a can.

She merely needed a light,

An escape from the dark's bite.

Bold crimson petals adorned her frame,

With a porcelain so white and fragile to maim.

But for all her deformities, was an ethereal beauty

That could divert even the most sober of men on the line of duty.

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accio_peace June 26 2011, 17:37:53 UTC
Ooooh, pretty.

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