Walked across the bridge of betrayed souls,
I saw confusion was limitless,
Thy salty tears inside seems true,
Thy thought was mea culpa,
Wasn't it bitter,
As the arugula?
I mean the formerly!
Thy brokenness,
Wasn't supposed to be written,
As scars wouldn't cure,
Shalt I give a counsel!
Seeds breaks,
To bring life,
Such as,
Thy blunder,
would Bring flowers to bloom,
Thy aroma,
Shalt linger eternity.







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