Passive-agressive

Blood red roses bud,
juicy suns rise,
and crisp plants sprout.

Frosty flowers die,
frozen moons fall,
and cruel weeds choke.

Midnight couples smile,
chilled fingers touch,
and sparkler flames erupt.

Morning girls cry,
hands with guns kill,
and engulfing fires consume.

Summer rays glint,
dry wheat rustles,
and ocean skies deepen.

Pale shoulders burn,
smooth scythes slice,
and hazy clouds darken.

Colorful dreams paint,
loving laughter heals,
and shattered lives rebuild.

Cutting words stain,
repeating voices scar,
but brazen hope remains.

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