Together,
We grew a garden.
One full of roses and daisies.
Towards the beginning of our spring,
The flowers bloomed with perseverance.
But as the season carried on,
The sky opened,
Casting down a harsh rain over our beautiful garden.
Weeds began to grow between the flowers,
But we would always pluck them away before they became too noticeable.
Eventually,
They overtook our garden of flowers,
Replacing the purity with a source always known to man.
The weeds became too much for us to take care of,
And the flowers in our own hearts began to wilt.
Petal by petal,
Our love was falling away and buried underneath the weeds.
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