Destroyed

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Mi Familia

All about the floor

Are the memories I had

The loves I've lost

And the people for whom I cared

Destroyed are the irreplacable things

That I held dear

Nothing more than Roses

Symbolizing my pain

My joy, my love

My moments so dear

My sunsets, my laughter

My strife.

How could it be so easy

To destroy my life,

To take it away,

To burn the bridges that I built?

Futile are the atempts

To bring them back

To restore everything

And keep them safe.

My beautiful mistakes

My beautiful endings

My beautiful everything

Nothing more than petals,

Roses crushed on my floor.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This, just doesn't need explaination.

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