i've grown crooked through the cracks of cement
trying to reach for light
outside of this concrete jungle of hard lies and tough love.
The weeds from this suffocating life underneath the rock.
I take my vines towards the sun,
blooming inspirations of you.
The red petals that make up my face.
The center of my being.
Sweet honeydew.
The heart of the universe.
The beginning of life.
I'm the eternal truth
buried in the grounds
search for me in the roots.
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