Petals and Prick

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I have held my pen again
Like I used to when I gave you those paper planes
All the scribbles of my love
I left all written on that paper
And it just melts into oblivion
Like how paper melts into the water

One thing, now I'm asking
My love for you will be melt into forgotten
So I can hold my pen again
Without remembering any pain.

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Miss Heartstrong