Olivia Capulet

Buttercups

There are one thousand oceans
And each one is dry
Lurking at the bottom of this
Merciless divide
There are one million buttercups
Which I planted and cried
I knew
You would pick one
And tell me goodbye.

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Poem Edited: Tuesday, December 11, 2012

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  • Viola Grey (5/28/2008 3:07:00 AM)

    this says so much with so few words...fantastic.

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  • Marvin Brato (5/27/2008 5:14:00 AM)

    If destined to be broken.. it will! Goodbyes can happen, it maybe painful as there is no life if there is no death! A 10.

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