dear micheal

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im writing you this letter
in regards to my heart
which you made kindo of better
but also ripped apart

you once planted a seed
in the darkest places that consumed me
and your seed grew with great speed
we were as happy as could be

your seed blossomed
into a beautiful flower
but i suddenly became cautioned
our love grew sour

your seed officially died
on the day you said goodbye
and when you left my side
all i did was cry

but darling
there is no flower
for my tears to water
anymore

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