I tripped into the crevice of your heart And stumbled on a blanket of dead leaves. I cried in shock - the land was torn apart, Essence robbed by iron-hearted thieves.
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I'll trade my garden for your lonely weed.
Beautifully written ... your imagery, the flow of your words.... beautiful.
Love especially these lines:
How did I miss the tear stains on your sleeves?
How did I turn to blindness with my greed?
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I'll trade my garden for your lonely weed. Beautifully written ... your imagery, the flow of your words.... beautiful. Love especially these lines: How did I miss the tear stains on your sleeves? How did I turn to blindness with my greed?