Once upon a time
in a land far away
a little boy stopped crying
and fell out of the sky.
.
his tears watered the gardens
and from his fingers daffodils grew
but still no one noticed
his pain as he flew
.
out struck the mountains
and down came the rain
the little boy grew rivers
out of the blood in his wrists
.
he made friends with the songbirds
who sang in lament
as the vines wrapped like snake skins
around the boy's neck
.
he didn't feel tension
there wasn't a scream
because even through winter
flowers have sweet dreams
...
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