Daily Art Mint

My seasons are better with you

I bloomed into a form I never sought, twisted, manipulated, bound by your touch. You wove me into something possessive, a shadow of my true self. What was meant to be a graceful rise became a quiet unraveling. Instead of flourishing, I withered under the weight of your influence, my roots suffocated by your grasp. In your presence, I faded, a fragile reflection of the beauty I once knew. And still, despite the thorns you've left in my soul, I find myself yearning for you, caught in a bond I cannot escape.

My seasons are better with you

I bloomed into a form I never sought, twisted, manipulated, bound by your touch. You wove me into something possessive, a shadow of my true self. What was meant to be a graceful rise became a quiet unraveling. Instead of flourishing, I withered under the weight of your influence, my roots suffocated by your grasp. In your presence, I faded, a fragile reflection of the beauty I once knew. And still, despite the thorns you've left in my soul, I find myself yearning for you, caught in a bond I cannot escape.

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