~Thought
Unknown to me, I burn & scrape. Never enough it is to destroy all that is unworthy to lay down roots within my life. For their presence has seeped ruthlessly into the soil where I stand. And even the fruit to which I grow and bear will be forever tainted. But I will not parish. Nor will my flesh rot away, no. I will grow. Taller then the purest. For what is forgotten about tainted blood; it attracts not but the brightest of sunlight, it thirsts heavily on the most crystal of waters. If only one were to allow. -Anonymous












