Lost

Posted bya.d.matthiasPosted indark-poetry, micro-poetry, micropoetry, poem, poetry, prose

She picks dead flowers

to spare seeing them die

She shuns happiness

for fear the feeling wanes

She keeps herself lost

to hide that no one searches

art: Ophelia by John William Waterhouse

Published by a.d.matthias

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