A weakening cure
cirrhosis liver flowering
I admit I was afraid to trust
wild winds uprooting turmoil
tred lightly my dear
violets bloom under liquor bottles
drift on the still water
a corpse bloated with apologies
contrite feelings stick to the ground
a young girl stomps on broken promises
caustic after taste

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It's important to let go of resentment and move on.