Wilted Flower

Tears fall from my eyes Like water from a faucet That's missing a washer I cannot help but cry Tears fall from my eyes My clothes are soaking wet As a lament over A love that has died Take this last piece of me Please take this wilted flower Doesn't really matter 'Cause you've already devoured My Heart entirely 360 days have passed Since my love for died But the pain just seems to last Even if the sink has dried Take this last piece of me Please take this wilted flower Doesn't really matter 'Cause you've already devoured My soul entirely

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