Wiltered Flower - by aneesamuhammad786

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I weep and cry
I wilt, I pray
I see them die
My petals stain

My aches and pains
Let not the forces
Of elements ruin
Bleed in remorse

Like shattered glass
My bruises scarred
The wilting flowers
Life it importunes

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