Green leaves turn brown
Lose their colour fall off and fall down
Walked on and thrown aside
Turned into a rusty orange pile
But in this tragedy there is beauty
In their fall lies hope
Their death is the coming of spring
It's a new beginning
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Self Love And Healing | Poetry
PoetryThe journey of self-love and finding who you truly are is hard but once you hit the road you'll begin to have faith that in the end, your past will become a beautiful work of art that you can look back on with pride and a newfound understanding of w...
