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Monotone of silence and distance from the world

Beseeching the minds rambling addictions

I often wonder will this mourning fade away

Or will it consume my every day?



The blossom of a flower, protrays so much beauty

In the sunlight it can open up more freely

But so delicate and fragile it is wide open

The bees come selfishly to have a taste

When satisfied of its own needs they leave within haste

The flower curls up, but with more persuading light

Again she opens up

To be used and thrown away

Happiness comes so quickly

And is taken back as quickly as it came

Oh and love is just the same



My purity and sanity seems to have left me astray

I'm back in my corner,where darkness and I begin to play

My baby sucked me dry, and drained me till the last drop

He swallowed down my sweet nector

And had enough of me like a used lollipop

My sugars kept on flowing to keep him happy to make him stay

But he stung me everynight

Like a nurse they promise no more needles today

But when you feel comfortable and content, they stab it in you anyway,



Just what he did to me every single day

I never asked for too much, a little bit of love from him back was what I needed.

But he just kept tearing holes through my pretty petals

Till I had enough and could'nt take pain

I stared into my mirrior

And said "this flower deserves more sunlight"

I shall never blossom again

I'll keep my thorns sharp

Cause when soemone fights to open me up

Then I'll know, that they fought for me cause I was worth it

They fought for me cause they see I'm better then just good enough.