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Posted: February 3, 2015 in Poems

*Scene 1*

You care a flower

keep close to your heart

when it is fresh.

And when it withers

and you know you’re allergic

You get rid of it.

*Scene 2*

You’re in the corner

of a dark-flooding-room,

SO LONELY!

remembering the ‘attachment’

claiming you loved unconditionally,

OH YES I DID, I PROVED IT

BY LETTING IT GO.

*Anonymous*

Oh!

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