Dragged over my planted seedling

ripping out the old weeds

ensuing passion growth

do you know?

existence is a pain

seeing you go

is a shame

you've faded

memories burned

I will not turn

the days into the ashes

or fire from the bad things

wherever you go

know that the seeds

are planted.

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