Not only did you pick my flowers
You harvested my roots
Leaving empty holes in places
where I should have bloomed

Nothing will grow from here
At least, not anymore
Everything is gone now
from what was here before

Only thing you left me
are some branches on the ground
All torn up and broken
No future to be found



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