spring
i wish i
could bring you flowers
in spring
but i
clutch a vase of
snow and dead leaves
of autumns i crave,
of winters i’ve saved
and summer is still
so far away
i wish i
could bring you flowers
in spring
but i
clutch a vase of
past memories
of pain we’ve designed,
of a love left behind
and i
can’t let go.
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