A/N~ Wow…just wow.
On Sunday I was having such a horrible day. Out of nowhere I had this ache by my stomach and this pressure over me .I don't know why, but it's been happening for years. The doctor wanted to check if it was my appendix or something…but I'm a scaredy cat when it comes to these things. And I'm not going to lie when I say I was crying. Then my sister came to me and said I had 40 reviews.
You know how in the movies, people have this huge magical recovery? Now imagine that…but for real.
I felt so much better. And it's all thanks to you guys.
Now for the character….Congratulations to everyone who said…..
PINOCCHIO!
This poem is dedicated to TheAfterShock, for being the first to review and get it right as well as Kathie for giving the best reasons of to why it was Pinocchio.
Mai: Yep! You got it! And you're a Sisters Grimm fan….that's all that matters to me. It made you think…good!
PenguinLoverGurl: I think you already made an account. Penguinsaremylife….is that you? I will definitely take your ideas but don't be offended if I don't use them right away. It has to be a surprise!
Kathie: I can't believe it! You got every single clue I purposely put in there. Good for you. At least someone understands me!
Not every poem will be like the last one. They will all vary so you never know what to expect. This poem specifically is written in a style a bit different than the others…and I purposely put no commas, so don't think that's a mistake. Tell me if your thoughts on this one so I'll know whether to write others like this or not.
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Perfect
A sea of flowers fight to climb the sky.
One struggles and reaches up high.
But even if it reaches the sun
The matter will never be over and done.
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Always will it stay
In the shadows of vain desires.
Life seems nothing but a plot to play.
In the mind this twisted liar.
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Although its petals are full and round.
Although the stem stands tall and proud.
There remains a thorn in its heart.
Not even death can pry it apart.
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It will never be perfect.
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It gazed blissfully into a glistening lake.
Having torn many to achieve this reflection.
It did not realize the image was fake.
Another had already reached perfection.
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So it uprooted the other.
Caused it to suffer.
Thrice did it hide behind magical veils.
Only to watch each plan fail.
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It will never be perfect.
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Now people will stop and stare.
At the flower that gives such a radiant glare.
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The first and prideful
Earns not a second glance.
It knows that the status decline
Did not happen by chance.
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Its own bitterness and envy
Decided the fall.
Never again
Will this flower feel tall.
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It will never be perfect.
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A/N~I am feeling way too lazy to think of a good review line so I'm just going to say this:
If you have ever felt lazy to do something even though it's really easy (such as pressing the review button) review now.
Thank youuuuu
In advance.