Petals falling off
Scurrying to the floor
flames licking my skin rough
Eating me even though you swore
Dearest life
Didn't you promise ?
Pinky swore you'll never use that knife ?
Yet you broke it all, killed me when I was a goddess.
You tell me why you're still bent on
Plucking my petals one by one
Worries you give me , ton plus ton
Delicate petals you shot by your gun
Born a rose I were
Just a thorn I became
Dearest life ,
Dearest worries ,
Mercilessly you plucked my petals
Naked of loveliness you left me
'Here is a lonely fetal
'Here you could throw your worries , drown her more into a sea
Pluck one
Then one
Now it's a thorn
'Oh it's painful
'Oh it scars
'Oh it's all your fault.
A rose I was
A thorn you made me become.
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