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The Great Decay
Im watching a flower loose hydration,
As the leaves fall my heart breaks,
Im hearing the ripping of bandages.
If times wasted, the spill makes a sharp
Blade. I poured water down the flower pot,
But the damn thing just wont drink, i watched it grow and cant bare to let it die,
Cause at it goes it dulls day, theres no sunshine when she's gone listen to my soul bleed, its the one line i lean on, because so much repetition taught this poet to sing. Im watching a flower die from lack of substance. This flower literally ment the world to me. So when it die's ill have nothing. We does this shit always happen to me. Black spots on my heart again. I dont think i can come back black spots on my heart again this pulse sound like a ripping tare......
As the leaves fall my heart breaks,
Im hearing the ripping of bandages.
If times wasted, the spill makes a sharp
Blade. I poured water down the flower pot,
But the damn thing just wont drink, i watched it grow and cant bare to let it die,
Cause at it goes it dulls day, theres no sunshine when she's gone listen to my soul bleed, its the one line i lean on, because so much repetition taught this poet to sing. Im watching a flower die from lack of substance. This flower literally ment the world to me. So when it die's ill have nothing. We does this shit always happen to me. Black spots on my heart again. I dont think i can come back black spots on my heart again this pulse sound like a ripping tare......
Published 2nd Oct 2015
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