flowers
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i choke on the scent .
the smell of roses taking over my lungs .
the petals of sunflowers brushing against my skin .
the beauty of the flowers keep me distracted .
the vines grab onto our limbs and pull us together .
the thorns cut at our thighs , our wrist .
the scent is overwhelming , roses , sunflowers , tulips .
the colours keep us in a trance .
the vines cover our bodies , keeping us warm .
it gets dark , hard to breathe .
the last thing i think of is the flowers , not the vines , not ur cold , limp , lifeless body .