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Flower Garden
F**k sunflowers
They are happiness sick
Those damn yellow little pricks
Calling for bees to drink from them
But I’ll cut them all at the stem
Because he drank from me too
It was my heart he was trying to woo
F**k roses
They once were white
Lovers hands closed tight
Stories of Aphrodite and Adonis
His death left a woman to bleed from the rawness
He was my greek fairytale
I too bled on white roses for a male
F**k Irises
They scream blue depression
Almost worse than some sh***y jazz session
Hearing them call for my secrets
They don’t want to know the sad bleakness
He begged for me to share my blue
But decided I was just someone to screw
F**k your garden
The place my soft heart hardened
You opened the gates to a lost soul collector
Kept silent as he drank my sweet nectar
He was a religion forcing me onto bruised knee
Prayed as I fought but he still took it from me
You watched my innocence die
And your garden stood stand-by
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