Cut Flowers

Flowers

Always

To try to make me forget

My anger

.

Cinnamon Carnations

Snowy Roses

Buttery daffodils

All sweet scents

Pervading the fouled air

.

Making a smile dance

Every time

Wiping the mind blank

With bliss

.

After the smell fades

Bitterness prevails

The dank smell

Of a rotting relationship

.

Each time

The mind goes blank

The bitterness

Returns at a faster pace

There will be a time

When the flowery smell

Makes no difference

.

The decay has won

The smell will not leave

It follows into the mind

It is time to go

.

Not able to live with just cut flowers anymore

Little bits of joy

Needing a field

A field

Where it is possible

To run free

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