I love flowers
Who doesnt, really
But they bring along with them
Some underlying negativity
I can't help but think
Soon they'll be dead
That's why
I stopped picking up flowers
And maybe thats what I think
Whenever I look at you
I know that this isn't right
So maybe I can stand
From a slight distance
And look
But not touch
Because I cant feel the pain
Of losing you
If I never knew the pain
Of having you

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