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Sep 2016
I can see now the burden I imposed on you
Your sunken eyes pay tribute to the damage
I've done
I never knew my selfish cruel reasoning
Would wilt a beautiful flower to nothing
If the tears I've found could water your roots
Let them gently flow bring you back to life
But the coldness of my words have frozen you
As you seek a warm and true flow
I always needed something special in my life
One to complement me on this journey
But the child in me has yet to grow up
So my beautiful flower will plant her roots
In another's garden
Written by
tom krutilla  justice, illinois
(justice, illinois)   
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   Doug Potter
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