our love now left a wilted flower
its dying season as the cold air elapses
our differences they separate us
in the midst of this bitter season
my heart yearns to speak
but listen closely to the silence
if we linger long enough
time may cure the broken heart
waiting for the pain to find the breeze
take away the sorrow which remains
as we walk away down divergent paths
we tread with hope that one day
love may reunite us
-nessa.
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