She asked me once
If I'd die, would you weep?
I nodded.
She smiled and asked me why.
I beamed in return saying,
You see flowers bloom and turn pretty when watered
And that's what I'm doing.
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PoetryIt was then she said: "Words fed, scathed, brought my soul together; and it would be preposterous if I'd get to feel all these sensations alone, so I am giving you a part of my suffering, a fragment of my universe, a debris of myself. Through these...
