Sun shining on my face
My happiness is growing at a faster paceI realise it's time to let go
It's time to growI won't have anyone poisoning my garden of laughter and love
Not even a little not even kind ofMy roses, it's time to bloom
Time to break out of your wombNo more toxic waste
In my garden, it's totally misplacedIn the waste-lands, your toxicidy can spew
I am growing my garden with or without you.-TAOIApoetry

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Poetrywhere my thoughts can run free the words are an escape for me so why not share this journey with me so you too can feel free