Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today
In witness of another heart's decay;
Dedicated to the one who took a little more flowers away,
For the one who robbed another of sun rays.
It was slowly falling,
Either in mutual distance or in loving.
It tried to survive,
But as we know, it's the end of its life.
Oh, how this battle was tended to;
So many little tears for it to only lose.
Adieu, dearly missed;
Your roses lay here in a numbing abyss.
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Last Year's Flowers
PoetryIn the third installment, Last Year's Flowers, MissReads19's poetry takes on a new shape through storytelling. Crafted from fragments of poems written through time, Last Year's Flowers takes the reader on a fictionalized journey of love from beginni...
