HATE Series - HATE everything

 HATE Series - HATE everything


I… 


Am a flower… 


I have bloomed… 


A thousand colors… 


I have mourned… 


Many seasons… 


Springs… 


When the pain starts blossoming… 


Summers… 


The world in blinding yellow… 


Autumn… 


When wills break and fade… 


Winter… 


White despair… 


As the cold brittled my skin… 


Into petals of ices… 


And made me bloom, 

Once more. 

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