Little pots of malice
Tiny gifts of hate
Mini blooms of evil
Left by my garden gate
Early morning walks
Late night spying
I've moved on
Give up, stop trying
Tiny reminders of the past
So many little things
Keep it all, I don't want it
I don't want the pain it brings
Silly ideas that you nurture
Stupid dreams that won't come true
Give up, stop trying
I want nothing more from you
Thankee. :) It's one of my better efforts.
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