Without care or caution
In all connections
within life
Feelings or emotions
Bonds, love, or
friendship...
We can find ourselves
here
At that moment of
revelation
That none of these
things usually die a natural death
They whither upon the
vine of life
Because they cannot
with stand the storm of life
Of miscommunication...
Broken trust...
And the heaviness of
betrayal...
Its life becomes
depleted
For no one wishes to
replenish its source
So it dies...
From blindness
And errors
Flooded by tears
It cannot gain another
breath...
Moments fade
Time tarnishes the once
fond memories made
Until the reflection is
vision blurred...
Conversation ends
Seasons change
No one cares to bare
the weight...
Or to maintain the
effort
At being the keeper of
this
So then comes the
marker upon its lifeline set
Making this its final
place of rest.
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2018
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