《S O W E D |poetry|》• T u r n e d Y e l l o w •

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You turned my garden yellow

left it so weak

all the leaves fell off the tree

the roses withered away

before blooming

and I was left hanging onto a hope

while the wind blew everything away

a hope for rain

that never came

You, honey,

turned my garden yellow

lnd left my love to die there

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