What am I?
Color is my identity
beauty is my signature
There to stand guard
while you lie at peace never to be disturbed
Danger masked with beauty
I live in dread of approaching winter
Glowing in the sun as I greet dawn
with my last moments I begin to crumble
Until there is nothing left but a twig of loneliness and despair
what am I?
Color is my identity
beauty is my signature
There to stand guard
while you lie at peace never to be disturbed
Danger masked with beauty
I live in dread of approaching winter
Glowing in the sun as I greet dawn
with my last moments I begin to crumble
Until there is nothing left but a twig of loneliness and despair
what am I?
I really can't figure this one out ! Your poem really is great, and very tricky
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