WASTE LAND






We grew up and grew apart
They should have warned us from the start.
All flowers wilt and die
All days succumb to grey
And leave us abandoned, stray
A mangled heart whimpering in an alleyway,
And had we known
Braced for the many faces of misplaced emotion,
Maybe we would have held hands longer
Stared into the depths of each others eyes longer
Kissed and missed each other longer
Talked longer
Sat in silence and just listened for longer
Maybe we would have been stronger.


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