Secret Garden
This is my secret garden.
Where feelings ripen and harden.
Perpetual light shined on this plain.
Now the light is starting to wane.
The beauty that lives inside,
is all but lost to the outside.
It tried to bloom and show you its splendor.
You didn't want it, so it had to surrender.
It went down without a fight.
Now it sees only the blackness of night.
The garden wanted nothing but to please.
The owner of it, must watch it freeze.
All his intentions and dreams,
were ripped apart at the seams.
Now everything he is will be lost.
No one cared, so he paid the final cost.
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