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I Once Was A Flower

Another one for valentines day 'True Love' On ...

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I once was a flower
no one ever picked;
in splendor I lived.

Then – in the shadow of a sun
petal by petal I dropped
bleeding the ground
blood red of spilled life.

A horrifying depth
of empty days
pointless waiting
for the reaper to cut my head


`Take me now!´
while I´m still full
of dreams designed by magic,
inherent in that childish heart of mine.

`Take me now!´
I´m still breathing, filled of life
able to ask – I´m begging you!
for that ax to be sharp as hell
when it drops over my neck
in silence.

In the shadow of that sun
the horrifying depth
whispers my name.

And there´s no one to save me.


About Magdalena Wiklund

Leg. biomedicinsk analytiker och maker. Arbetar med transfusionsmedicin till vardags, forskar på antibiotikaresistens på fritiden. Jag skapade Sveriges största site för biomedicinska analytiker därför att detta verkligen är ett fantastiskt yrke som jag hoppas att fler ska intressera sig för.


2 thoughts on “I Once Was A Flower

  1. A nice poem.. very touching..

    Posted by nightlake | March 8, 2012, 1:14 am

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