It’s 4
In the afternoon
Not 4 am

But somehow
There’s tears
Ruining her face

People think
Flowers are
Perfect

But they are
Delicate and
Frail

Insecure around
Other
Beautiful things

A gust of wind
Can blow
Their petals away.

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