if it wasn't for the rain
I would have been satisfied
with the scorching heat
that burnt my back
if it wasn't for spring
i would have been indifferent
to the long dreary winter
that froze the heart
if it wasn't for flowers
I would have cherished
the thorns in my garden
that bled my fingers
if it wasn't for love
I would have been content
with the emptiness in my soul
that echoed no questions
if it wasn't for you
I would have been humble
in the lonliness of my soul
or my soulless self
if it wasnt for life
the death would have held
no promise of salvation
the hope for a new life
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