I Used to Bring You Flowers

I used to bring you flowers,

Worship you with words,

Sing to you as you slept,

But you never thanked me,

Your expression, frozen,

I wept and wept and wept,

And you would not comfort me,

You ignored my tears, I feared,

I could no longer be brave,

I wonder if you knew it was not,

The cold that made me shudder,

But the silence of your grave.

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