Three petals
all that`s left
One she loves me
two she doesn`t
A pity
so pretty
The flower must die
without even a good reason why
I look to my feet
where the yellow petals lie
I take a seat
and begin to cry
Misfortune again
when did it begin
At birth
five or ten
And when will it end
where it began
With petals dropping to the ground
with tears in eyes
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