Like petals plucked from a daisy
My tears fall like crazy
I can't see everything is hazy
He loves me he loves me not
It's all a lie everything we got
I knew it when we fought
My heart wilts
I put you up on stilts
Now my world tilts
It's too late
All there is, is hate
Could it be my fate?
A Poem and a rhyme
A dozen for a dime
Save your time
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