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Rated: E · Poetry · Death · #2189803
Death of a relationship is not always final.
Torn from your life
Like a weed from a garden
Not caring of my feelings
Or even asking my pardon

Mindlessly dislodged
And left to wither and die
Not even given the chance
To tell you goodbye

My love no longer worthy
My caring no longer wanted
And the pain that I feel
I will forever be haunted

But I hold tight to my resolve
And hold my head high
As I choke down the tears
And refuse now to cry

I know in my heart
Even after I’m gone
My love for you still
Forever lives on

It lives in the soil
Where my roots still remain
Tattered and torn
But alive just the same

So like a weed in garden
It will grow once again
In the same exact spot
Where once it had been

It will grow strong and proud
Replenished and new
With kindness and caring
To give only to you

To watch over and protect you
And give you its love,
As I painfully watch you
From the heavens above

If only I were a flower
Succulent and ornate,
Maybe I would not have had
To suffer this fate
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