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Pretty Little Flower

I feel like a flower, hung up on the wall
You acted like I was the most beautiful one of them all
You watched me grow, firm and tall
Now you don’t care about me at all
I used to be so grand and now I am small
Maybe you haven’t had time, that’s all
My once green leafs are starting to fall
Don’t you see that I’m dying, at all?
I scream your name, but you don’t hear my call
Have you ever cared about me at all?
I’m crying my life out, and I try not to bawl
If I were to die tonight you probably wouldn’t notice at all.



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