And So My Flowers Withered Read Count : 54

Category : Poems

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I had flowers

Growing in the middle of Winter,

Giving purpose

To the hands of a sinner.


Had to give them my all.

I swore on my life.

Who could have known

I'm cursed with strife.


Come to find out, 

I regretted the instance.

My smile brings droughts

Although it always glistens.


I watched petals

Disappear in the air.

I'm sorry I couldn't 

Handle them with care.

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  • Jul 25, 2020

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