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all i wanted was to watch that little blossom bloom,

to nurture and to love and embrace it im sunlight.

you called it selfish and cruel to brink my darkness upon it to.

but all i wanted was to love the beauty of springtime,

to kiss its soft petal and hold close but not tight its fragile form,

to help grow upon its branch and hope to never see it torn.

how can you tell me my darkness doesnt deserve any light.

when your shadows fed on all the light i held while telling me it was to protect me,

you dig your thorns, worped around my blossom tree, telling me

i am the blight,

ripping my roots from the ground, dangling the water drops always to far to feed.

blocking my sunlighy and wondering why all thats left is darkness.

but i would protect my little blossom, with sun and love and light to bless.