Answer:
Take off my skin I won't cry but you will.
What gets broken without being held?
I am flora not fauna. I am foliage not trees. I am shrubbery not grass.
Sometimes dark and sometimes bright I make my way among twinkling lights. Seas and oceans obey my call yet mountains I cannot move at all. My face is marred and gray But I'm majestic anyway
I am a five letter word. If you remove my first letter I am a form of energy. Remove my first two and I am needed to live. Scramble the last three and you can drink me. What am I?
I flow from the Homerβs mouth when he sees doughnuts.