I let this handful of petals fall
red that matches the fury,
exploding from my heart
Shocked,
first time you gave such a sweet
gift of love
they were used as a tool,
to push me away.
Crushed
I will hibernate until, I can
bear the maturity
in learning from your mistakes.
Somehow,
I'll manage a transition
from anguish
to growth.


Best of luck sissy..



U got it right



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