Left

Left

The flowers grow

As time fades away

And we are left alone.

To gaze and watch the sunsets

Pass before our eyes,

Count the passing

Of a million days

And weep

At the beauty of it all.

For nothing stays the same

Nothing is promised

Hearts will be broken in the end.

From the broken soil,

From the cracks in the pavement

The flowers find the space to grow.

From our broken hearts

Love will find the space to flow.

 

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