Learning no truth:
False pretense,
Fiction,
Abysmal lies.
This is a poem
About a flower
in the breeze,
A wave
with no wind.
A girl met a boy
Who loved a girl
who broke her heart,
by breaking his.
Pitiful.
She let him go --
Made him wander,
made him wonder,
What happened
to what should have.
It's quiet.
No more heartbreaks,
Lies, cries, excuses.
Just the rustle of leaves
above his encased body.
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