losing you or growing up because of you ..
The plant that grew started as a seed turning into the rarest kind of it's own. It's journey to growing was as wild as a blooming flower feeling as alive as any healthy being. For the air it breathed was like no other. Had a feeling of power, life full of beauty surrounded it. Beat was as heavy as a gallopinghorse. Through rain or shine those roots would not give in giving up was never an option .. As Time passed the drought got heavy. Second thoughts were sinking in thoughts of re - plotting was definently the answer. Questions turned weak for the sun didn't shine as bright, the rain grew stronger, light started dimming. Blurry visions , slowly escalating into a death deep within, faith no longer was in any condition to pull from down under . No longer counting the blessings for my roots grew tired from being torn you see the stems got heavy leaves matured quickly , to live I needed you , but now I see your seeds never ceized to grow old . Germination began into something quite different a flower I became .
Memories slowly fade away .. I guess our brain was just designed that way ..
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