As passes each day,
The Darkness inside rottens' my whole.
Outside the rainbows fill the world with color.
As butterflies fly all around me,
Churning my stomach along with.
What is to come next,
I do not know.
As anxiousness deepens
My fears grow.
Replacing my veins with roots of its own.
Soon flowers shall blossom,
Then Birds and bees shall do their deeds.
Pollinating and spreading,
That which already began.
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