A Flower for my Love

March 4, 2010
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A flower’s blooming-

not just precious scent of rose,

angel bred from love

Petals fall to hit

the ground. You fade away and

leave this empty stem.

I, crooked stalk that

once loved you, my blossomed one,

true love carnation.

A lonely leaf melts

without a love, awaits the

fated sound of crunch.

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