Flower Girl's Cry
by hughpierre
Chapter 1
Rest. The all-encompassing bane of my existence.
corpse faces staring back at me from five directions
My faces.
Dammed in an ugly painted iron pot.
When water pores in; I bloom
disgusting paper-thin hides hung from her waist.
My petals, they were dubbed.
Chapter 2
Rest is temporary. Always… temporary.
In this incarnation, she resembles any other bare-chested child;
except this skirt of five hides all bore the image of a skinned child
this unavoidable scar made her look like some rejected fruit.
skin five times peeled away and undiscarded,
the giant that did it decided that the inside was unappetizing.
It is. A ghastly sight.
Both to herself and the wishers
Chapter 3
Rest. At last.
Ambitious was that wisher. And delicious was his offer.
Five Hundred portions meant four years of life.
and all to join a fight.
He carries the pot with him; I can feel the swishy swashy steps.
My price will be no less cheap. Even for those who repeat.
Five Hundred pieces paid for that wish
IMMORTALITY. Ha!
You would not get out of paying your due so easily.
A wished miracle is measured in souls.
To live eternally, requires eternal sacrifice.
Rest. The all-encompassing bane of my existence.
corpse faces staring back at me from five directions
My faces.
Dammed in an ugly painted iron pot.
When water pores in; I bloom
disgusting paper-thin hides hung from her waist.
My petals, they were dubbed.
Chapter 2
Rest is temporary. Always… temporary.
In this incarnation, she resembles any other bare-chested child;
except this skirt of five hides all bore the image of a skinned child
this unavoidable scar made her look like some rejected fruit.
skin five times peeled away and undiscarded,
the giant that did it decided that the inside was unappetizing.
It is. A ghastly sight.
Both to herself and the wishers
Chapter 3
Rest. At last.
Ambitious was that wisher. And delicious was his offer.
Five Hundred portions meant four years of life.
and all to join a fight.
He carries the pot with him; I can feel the swishy swashy steps.
My price will be no less cheap. Even for those who repeat.
Five Hundred pieces paid for that wish
IMMORTALITY. Ha!
You would not get out of paying your due so easily.
A wished miracle is measured in souls.
To live eternally, requires eternal sacrifice.
Rest is temporary. Always… temporary.
In this incarnation, she resembles any other bare-chested child;
except this skirt of five hides all bore the image of a skinned child
this unavoidable scar made her look like some rejected fruit.
skin five times peeled away and undiscarded,
the giant that did it decided that the inside was unappetizing.
It is. A ghastly sight.
Both to herself and the wishers
Chapter 3
Rest. At last.
Ambitious was that wisher. And delicious was his offer.
Five Hundred portions meant four years of life.
and all to join a fight.
He carries the pot with him; I can feel the swishy swashy steps.
My price will be no less cheap. Even for those who repeat.
Five Hundred pieces paid for that wish
IMMORTALITY. Ha!
You would not get out of paying your due so easily.
A wished miracle is measured in souls.
To live eternally, requires eternal sacrifice.
Rest. At last.
Ambitious was that wisher. And delicious was his offer.
Five Hundred portions meant four years of life.
and all to join a fight.
He carries the pot with him; I can feel the swishy swashy steps.
My price will be no less cheap. Even for those who repeat.
Five Hundred pieces paid for that wish
IMMORTALITY. Ha!
You would not get out of paying your due so easily.
A wished miracle is measured in souls.
To live eternally, requires eternal sacrifice.
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