The pink rose that is no longer withered

My heart is overwhelmed with thoughts
My hearts with tears, like the rain coming from a hurricane
Hard
I just wanted to be with you
Be like you

And I started to succeed
Everyday I would see what you see
Act how you act
Like a lost puppy following it’s new owner
Then Bam! Those abusing words came out of your mouth
Crushing my heart dramatically
As my skin started to become sallow

You said we can be friends
But I have to do my own thing
Fly away like a piece of paper in the wind
You proposed

It has now been a year
And I found someone else
Myself

No one can change that
No more abusing words
Because now
I know
I. Am. Beautiful.





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