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she was relentless with her needing for feelings that weren't returned. like a struggling ache for the sun from a flower that nobody notices. i thrive in the shade of broken branches, your arms that no longer seek my caresses. my love grows low and cautious and i can't resist the unfortune of a wild flowers abandon. it streaches and bounds with no thought of all my hidden grounds. i hide in the fading shadow of your love. i've grown twisted with the decay. the masses keep me sane and warm buried beneath the truth of the wilting pain.