Barren garden of mine

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As I realise my roots from this barren garden of mine. once beautiful florshing with life now empty dark rotting as i wither away. mother earth sickened by the toxic fumes of our words we spewed like toxic waste to our beautiful mother .I reach for my leaves hoping for some form of comfort  but turn to fragments dry and broken just like my heart that has fallen victim to the lies of my once tree god turned dandelion with his big roar and puffed up chest that scares all the happiness from my mind.

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