Dead Flowers

The smell of flowers that never grew
And all the love
I never knew

No longer hold the appeal they used to

Seeds I planted in memories
Have grown nothing but weeds

So I’d rather water the tree I know I can be
Than tend to flowers
I will never see

 

Written by Matthew Velazquez

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