Wilted Flower

August 27, 2013

The flower in the vase

By the window sill

Gave us air to breathe as it grew

Beauty to look at in all time

Taken advantage of

It was picked

And there it sits in the window

Wilting slowly

But sooner than it should

I weep for that beauty

As it was take. Advantage of

Ill never forget that flower

And where it sat

Ill never forget the tears as each

petal fell

I keep one in my pocket

To remind me

Of all that she was

It's the little things overlooked

The violence understated

The neglect we ignored

The love we always hated

And Even through it all

It's something I've always appreciated

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