Aching wounds will last no more,
Only scars covered by salty cries.
The heart is growing now among thorns
that cover this never ending path.
That smell of dead flowers gave us joy.
Dead garden's spirit made us numb.
I'm leaving in faded mourning colors,
and catch smiles gone far away.
Dead gardens were there to stay,
now I blossom tears through all my veins.
Only scars covered by salty cries.
The heart is growing now among thorns
that cover this never ending path.
That smell of dead flowers gave us joy.
Dead garden's spirit made us numb.
I'm leaving in faded mourning colors,
and catch smiles gone far away.
Dead gardens were there to stay,
now I blossom tears through all my veins.
Natalia Duque D.
