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4d
I grabbed the flower with one hand
And it's thorny,
painful
and blood-drawing stem
with the other.
"Here" I gave the better of the whole to him
To the one who told me I looked amazing
When I woke up.
Who said he loved me
When he didn't.
Who didn't even try.
"Here" I gave the thorny,
painful
and blood-drawing stem
to him.
To the one who
Wrote to me just because he wanted to
Who didn't take me for granted,
He who loved me for me.
"But why?!" He shouted
"Because you said you'd do anything for me" I replied, with the sweetest of smiles.
And then it rained,
Because his eyes?
They were my everything.
And yet, and yet
I walked away,
As I deserved nothing.
I wrote this poem at 3 AM in a foreign country so don't judge.
Written by
Loozy
32
     Man, Vianne Lior and fizbett
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