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Mar 2020
A bright and shiny amethyst
could never compare
To the beauty of the flower
that holds words a heart wouldn’t bear
Each petal represents syllables
kept at the tip of your tongue
Forgive me I couldn’t speak
But fear not, this has only begun
A handful of petals are enough to say,
I’m sorry things didn’t go your way
What forced you to do this?
Was it all part of your plan?
Spurring emotions I’ve never known
Just to satisfy your hunger
But these feelings were never yours to own
Yet deep inside I know I’m wrong
So I give this flower 
Acknowledging I was swoon
Remember me
This is my last wish upon the moon
This flower has always been one of my favorites.
Tori Alva
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