Spring and I
waited why,

to have another
season of pain,
self respect showing
pure disdain,
heart keeping hope,
all in vain,
longing prolonging,
thoughts insane,

perhaps one day,
when I die,
you will pay visit
to a lifeless I
and put some flowers
for old times sake

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