What do you think of my poem?

Madison

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She watches the wilting petals fall
Slowly thru the air,
And land softly to the soil
Between the sharp blades of grass.

As rain drops mix with tears,
The air becomes misty
And silence cuts through her
Where her heart once was.

Numbness takes over,
As she finally lets go.
Her pain is set free
As it soars to the heavens.
 
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