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The Flower that Grew from Darkness
By Dominick Cortes

Once, as every man is, born under the sun of my love
Grew out of the darkness that I once was surrounded by,
I became the flower of my love of the Sun.
Oh how we both enjoyed the time of the passing Summer.

We met smiles and laughter as we reached Spring.
Such wild experiences which tastes shall forever haunt me
The young we were both, believed in the words of forever
Oh how those words crushed me greatly in Fall.

Her words grew as cold as it was around us.
There was nothing more from my sun, but I tried so hard under no sun,
Yet, her icy words stabbed my stem as she left for better.
Slowly, I got lost in white sorrow of which I make for myself.

And now, there are no seasons, just eternal dark skies
What a fool I was, leaving my sun for nothing more…
I bore through my hellish lifestyle for love but,
All I found in the end was all pain.

I am, in the Twilight of a broken flower.