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Nov 2015
The day we met
You implanted a seed
A seed labellabeled as imperfect

The next day
A tree with the sweetest offerings grew
But with it came decay
Abounded branches of love
Bearing buds of heartbreak
As the heavy branches holding fruits
That remind me of you seek support
From my ribs as they tear through my skin
I bleeeeed I pleeeed for the need
Of the expulsion of the so called seed
Of trust

The next day
I choked on a thorn
When I saw you
And when I coughed up the leaves of death
I love you was my last breath....
innerThought
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innerThought  Lac Dziani
(Lac Dziani)   
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   Kaila Martin
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