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MAYBE~ |
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Flower* |
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Flower*
In her dream she was a flower
Now she doesn't understand
Why all of her petals are being torn away
and no one is holding her hand.
Tears of confusion cloud her vision
and everyone can see she's fading.
She wants to laugh and play with them
but who could no she's waiting?
For she is not soo special
and she doesn't posses any power.
So she'll shrivel away
a little more each day
In waiting to become her own flower.



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