i can't love the flowers.
they are dead.
the bright colors and the scents
have all drained out.
i can not hold my eyes high
to see the clouds,
i can not stretch my arms out
to hold the sunshine,
and i can not lift my legs
to walk the steps to happiness.
without you-
what is left?
Reason for writing:
heartache
Birth sign: Not entered
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