*Spurge*
Date: Saturday, 13th September 2014 @ 06:42:09 PM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry
Contributed By: purplestary
We walk a road that is old and tattered,
our bond has long since been departed.
Here we are complete but scattered,
an oxymoron of a love divided...
unattached and yet embodied.
The end and new beginnings merge.
Two opposites create a surge...
like wind and rain they converge,
and here we are, a ripped up spurge.
our broken journey is but submerged.
And the past can now be left to purge...
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