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The sun sets once more on my graden,
only to rise once the next day.
I wonder why?
nothing in this graden ever changes.
The rose bush and morning glories stay were they are,
as do the blue berries and the red cherries.
Nothing ever changes in my graden,
For I don't want them to change.
Let them stay the same.
They say,
that the sun brings the dew.
But not in my graden.
No
For I am the dew,
the water that feeds my plants.
I am the rain.
And these are no ordarany plants
These plants feed off of slat water
they feed off the sea and ocean,
and slaty strems.
They feed off of me.
Death. It is here in my graden
I am dead here, I never lived
Here in my graden, I cry
and cry.
Feeding my plants
and wacthing the sun
The sun sets once more on my graden
only to rise again the next day.
I wonder why?
nothing every changes in this graden
Nothing every changes in my
Graden of Tears
 LadyxGemini · Fri Aug 18, 2006 @ 08:50am · 0 Comments |
