Fallen leaf of a forgotten tree,
blossom in my heart does the flower grows,
unstoppable,
the cherish it bring to my dear smile of hopeless fear,
smelling it with cautious,
never do I feel this serenity for realm,
for the blossom stuck in my heart,
filling it with it's sweet smell,
O virtue that I've forgotten,
O future that I've stop believe in,
O life that I've stop live in,
let me keep this blossom in my heart,
as a memoir to my unrepented sins,
smothering myself by this flower frenzy,
killing me innoccently,
sincerely,
from the blossom of my heart
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O virtue that I've forgotten, O future that I've stop believe in, O life that I've stop live in, ............. life seems to lost to living gleans forsakes virtues................wonderful flow, eloquently expressed, ingeniously wrought by imagery,10++, thanks for sharing