Like a delicate
flower, I
Lay open
to you
like a flower
to the sun's
golden rays.
Waiting for you
to warm me.
But like a flower
If you don't
warm me
or shed your light
on me
I'll bloom anyhow
I'll open my petals
And bloom beautifully
If a flower blooms
and no one notices
It blooms anyway
And dies quietly
and like a flower
I bloomed
in your presence
but you failed to notice
So, I'm going to die
just as beautifully
and quietly
Like a flower.
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