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Tuesday, March 14, 2006

FRAGILE LITTLE FLOWER


Cold water thrown into the roots
of the fragile little flower
So cold that she crawls
She closes with the wind and the darkness of the night
Like she knew what's next
The sun leaves and she turns


She yells
I'm dying slow on this earth
With no privacy
Naked in the dirt
What did I do to deserve this?


Just a fragile little flower
Her last words were


I had no freedom
I saw beautiful birds fly all around me
I envied them
Saw flowers grow all around me
Felt I was not alone


But nothing was never enough
I had to stare and wait
Water didn't hydrate me
Sunshine didn't light me
I tried believing
I followed the sun
trying to grow
So I could see further away


Just a
Fragile little flower
Fragile little flower
Fragile little flower
What do I do?
What do I do?


Anything
Anything
I can do
Anything
can't bring you back.



Copyright 2006 Ana Toniolli






PERSONAL UPDATE:
So I won a scholarship with ORACLE today. I'm so happy, I really hope I do good, keep your fingers cross for me. I took some tests and I had some interviews last week, here's the picture I added to my CV, they said I didn't look 24, I continued to say that I wasn't as sweet as I looked either. I have no idea why they chose me but I'm really happy to be able to do this.













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