For you were a blossoming flower
In which I always ignored.
A blossoming flower
In which blossomed no more.
For I was too late
To view the flower I adored.
For I was oblivious
To the blossoming flower no more.
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Author:
Adam Shirley (
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Comments1
Makes me think of a lost love, or a lost child. Thought provoking literature you've presented. Well done.
Thank you very much.
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