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When It's Gone

November 15, 2013
By noram2 SILVER, New City, New York
noram2 SILVER, New City, New York
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Favorite Quote:
"For what it’s worth: it’s never too late to be whoever you want to be. I hope you live a life you’re proud of, and if you find you’re not, I hope you have the strength to start over again." - F. Scott Fitzgerald

Your name, a tired word inside my head
Half wants to remember, half to forget
My yellow sunflower i watered and fed
Pulpy pieces of butterfly wings, wet.

Palpable blossoms of warmth and color
Fade to gray scale bruises and a sour taste
Winter carries my frame someplace duller
Seals my head and heart with a floury paste

I’m sorry i couldn't write a love poem,
But you know it’s hard when every exhale-
Is the unspoken death of our old home
But I still love you, even if it’s pale.

I always will, even if now it’s spent
Just not in our silent severed presents.

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