Parenting by Default
Your face is blind.
I cant see it; not the way I used too.
I move forward, touch your face, feel your hair but your not there!
Just a thought passing; a memory of once upon a time!
A portion of me; my prince lost.
All my mistakes forsake you!
Thoughts of failure are my demise!
Beautiful seed, with water they will grow!
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