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Harvest
These stars in the night sky.
Laying in her overgrown garden.
Thoughts drifting out into the cosmos
No one answers back
Alone I lay among the vegetation.
Planting myself.
Hoping to grow.
Yet these waters of the past
inhibit my desire for future growth.
I am stagnant, waiting for her
tender care.
Yet she's given up on this garden.
Moved to greener pastures
I shall be the one who reaps
what he has sown
This crop of disappointment.
This field of faded dreams
I am wilting.
© ChickySmutts
Laying in her overgrown garden.
Thoughts drifting out into the cosmos
No one answers back
Alone I lay among the vegetation.
Planting myself.
Hoping to grow.
Yet these waters of the past
inhibit my desire for future growth.
I am stagnant, waiting for her
tender care.
Yet she's given up on this garden.
Moved to greener pastures
I shall be the one who reaps
what he has sown
This crop of disappointment.
This field of faded dreams
I am wilting.
© ChickySmutts
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