I'm not sure about the background for this one. But I appeared to be a little upset? Haha
With one fell swoop
You cut me from the roots.
Maybe it was meant
To be like this from the beginning.
Maybe you were just
A momentary home,
A place where I
Could be nurtured for a while.
Or maybe you were nothing
But a mistaking grasp
For something to hold on to.
I slowly become detached
From the nourishment
You mistakenly gave…
Or willingly provided…
Whichever be the case,
It still hurts
When you rip me away.
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