The Flower

The Flower

A Poem by RubixKube

First born he opens, 
His beauty woven 
With an alluring, seductive felicity. 

By hand of man, 
Crushed under hand. 
So ends his redundant vivacity. 

© 2011 RubixKube


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Added on December 28, 2011
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RubixKube
RubixKube

London, United Kingdom



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I'm a 22-year-old London guy who generally enjoys being creative and letting my imagination run wild! Very active mentally and physically and can't be bored for much longer than an hour. I enjoy readi.. more..