I planted a seed,

something decayed grew.

Amidst moss and fungi

I thought of you.

 

Dead from the beginning 

we always knew

that the past followed us

and split us in two.

 

Separate.

 

Yet, desperate-

we made it work.

Who knew something toxic

could last that long?

 

Who knew our love,

could grow when everything was wrong?

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Something I wrote on the way to work. How have you guys been?

 

©aishaadams2018

 

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Posted by:A'Isha Adams

Mind of a frantic poet. Ambition of an entrepreneur. The heart of an old soul.

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