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The Cursed Man
A man of no difference to any other in the world But this man is the one who gives and doesn't take a very certain thing of value This thing is something that shouldn't dare be threatened by any It's the love of a special someone in the world He is the gardener of all relationships near him So everyday he waters the roses of relationships to keep them happily together But each night he goes home, without the other seed to his happiness And so he's left alone with the other roses to tend to give him little joy But lies down every night alone and cold with only sadness to cover him So each day no matter the growing pains along his body he tends to the beautiful roses But one day it goes too far and he grows sick and weak On his final moments he weeps to his sadness and the plague that follows After the man passes away with not a single tear shed The flowers start to wilt and losing petals one by one Until the field of roses die right after them man that tended to them did So then the world was dark and no gloss of flowers were seen Only the darkness of sadness
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