Sometimes I'm a petal in the wind,
And I know
One day I shall harden,
And crunch under someone's harsh shoe.
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Remorse, Regret, and Those Things I Cannot Forget
PoetryThere are monsters inside me which I have let roam free for much too long.
The Fall of it All
Sometimes I'm a petal in the wind,
And I know
One day I shall harden,
And crunch under someone's harsh shoe.
