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Ignored

Soft leaves the air so gentle
calm my presence can sleep
rose curled behind the curtains
could perch shy behind him
he could not see that was
his love

and everyday the rose
would stare
fluttering in the breeze
to grow in his backyard
countless times he passed
there

the time he wanted her
to find the dead rose
in the middle of all the rain

trying to water her
as he placed her in his arms
but the rose could
not grow

love that died...
would be endless cries...

all because he did not know

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  • Oh.My.Juliet
    November 12
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    Oh wow this is so sad, I know this feeling well. You did such a good job of portraying the emotions. Keep writing and thanks for the thoughtful comment!
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