Beautiful flower
Left dead and wilted
Gone within the hour
In my world, untilted
Bereft of the sun
Indifferent to my affection
Unreachable, I am undone
Passive-aggressive without reflection
I lie in this lie, shaded
Acquiesced in the light that's dimmed
In a stupor, I sit jaded
Enlightened, frightened, grimmed
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