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A flower in which blooms,
It gets stepped on,
taken advantage of.

A flower in which gets picked,
It gets plucked -
piece by piece as you say "she loves me, she loves me not. . ."

A flower in which was once alive,
It was what you threw on the ground after you rid it's beauty because "she loves me!"

A flower in which gave you life,
you gave it death,

A flower in which smiled even though you killed it,
she gave you happiness while you gave her nothing but pain.

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