Is a bunny
Of fluffy cotton
That grows
Like water
And strives
Like a flower

Is the death
Of a relationship that
Is hurting from
Lack in trust

Is a disappearance
That can never be found
Into the depth of darkness

Depressed is
The thought to be
What people think is perfect

Love is
The feeling in your heart
At people you adore
Who you long to be with

Grace is
The fluid movement
Of a person’s life


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