I am moving on,
through windows clear.
Opening my heart,
to what I once feared
Cast not on to the ground,
what was once beside your heart.
You are my winter wonder,
the end of what I start.
I smile upon my pillow,
where once I shed each tear.
You tried to keep life,
so dark and so unclear.
Next time might be harder,
to keep me so distressed.
I have support from many
I am so very blessed.
Next time will be never,
I've decided I am first.
You will not destroy this Honeybee,
it is you who are now cursed.
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