You destroyed the
Flowers that grew in me
As if stamping upon
My very psyche
My life’s petals
Became cruel under your feet
From desolation I grew differently
Hate to secrete
What was once beautiful,
Has transmuted under you
The way to relive is to
Grow to my best as I can
And let not the flower of my soul
Be ruined by man
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