Poem -

Bad Intentions

Bad Intentions

my love for you was like a blooming flower
only you planted me with seeds but never bothered to water me with your affection 
you kept me around because I looked pretty 
but you never cared about my well-being
you watched me wilt but you didn't care
why would you? 
there's plenty of other flowers blooming in your garden

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Lee Robbins

Brilliant in its sadness and credibly told..