Spring Undone

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I slowly wither away,

Like a flower in Winter,

When Spring has left it's side,

And it's encompassed by the cold, harsh wind,

Blowing away it's beautiful petals one by one,

Scattering it's soul as it loses control,

This is what Winter has done,

And the deed can never be undone...

~Mariya

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