.:: Broken Petals ::.
Pluck my petals one by one
Kill me with each tug
I used to stand here proud and tall
Now I wither sofly each nightfall.
Darkness closing in on me
Trapped inside with no key
Scowling angrily as I grow
Grining softly as I bow.
Winter coming faster and faster
I’m the slave and he’s the master
My fight will be over soon
Desperately gazing at the moon.
Clouds gather in the air
Rains come and my savior’s there
Paper dreams that cannot be
Longing to be forever carefree.
I just wish to give up.
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