Ripped curls and dandelions
I saw thorns of intricate points
And did it breach and circled
On a bewitching promise

It claimed and it conquered
And you breached its svelte petals
As if purging an armor of steel
Into a reckless beauty

Though it clings and it promises
It urges to pursue more
It cuts through and reigned over
Bringing a lifeless color

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