The Dark Corner

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91601
United States
34° 10' 4.1808" N, 118° 22' 40.0692" W

Slowly but surely, tiny seeds grow into big beautiful

Flowers, even when you thought it was going to be a tree.

And then the flowers grow too tall and touch the dark corner

Of the room, and you get scared because you think if you let

Them into the dark corner they might die, because you don't know

If they’re strong enough to handle the little cold part invading the

Bright room in which you put them to grow into what they are today.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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