Orange flowers
Sitting on my windowsill
In a square shaped bottle
I took certain pieces of me
My heart, My mind
and put them in the bottle
My soul stemmed from it,
And my aura bloomed
And the wind
Blew the seeds of my thought away
And planted themselves in you
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I wrote this in under three minutes, Which is why it lacks any real thought. I was staring at the artificial orange flowers I have on my windowsill and this just came to me suddenly. The last part, though, I feel is relevant to me at the moment. So this is just blah, I'll post some of my better stuff when I actually get around to writing better.