My whole life was a catastrophe
My being was dried up to fallacy
I was torn and withered to dust
Making my whole life's a rustYou came and shined brightly
Helping me to grow fully
At last, I see life with glee
As you watered me to be freeYou made me see the garden inside me
While I was just waiting to be sown fully
You bring out the colours no one gets to see
For you are the gardener who made me bloom through her teaching
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PuisiWords that I should have told you A COLLECTION OF POEMS AND RANDOM THOUGHTS | HIGHEST RANK #7 || 09.22.18|