Bloom in your garden
Rose
Single petals colorful
Pose
One fully bloomed
Plucked
Desired wish now goes
"...he loves me
     he loves me not
     he loves me
     he loves me not
     he loves me..."
But a small petal yet remains
With heavy heart and dwelling pains
I pluck this last petal
"...he loves me not..."
My mind unsettle
My emotions running into battle
My wish has just become a mire thought
I hoped you were mine
But now I see you with her drinking wine
A celebration of my hearts broken petals
Pierced through it the petals sharp as metal
Fine do what is destined in your way
I have had enough of your dose, I'm drifting away...


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