As i walk around on this cold December day
Everything seems to have a hint of gray
The sky,
The ground,
The buildings,
The only thing that stands out
Is a lone dandelion
'It's only a weed'
I say to myself
And I rip it from the ground
The only bright plesant thing there is all around
And I take it all for myself
I stare at it
Glare at it
Hating it in all it's sunshine yellow
Its ugly
But beautiful
And that's why i hate it most
Even though I stand here
Despising its existance
It's still there
Smiling at me
I pitty it
It has no idea that in a few hours it will be nothing
Dead,
But it stays there smiling at the world
With nothing smiling back
Fruitface Community Member 
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