Flowers

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Every year new flowers bloom,
to be given to someone to make them swoon.
To make us feel like we're in the setting of a song.
But for the idles this is wrong.

We find this as a big cliché,
as a way to break the ice and say "hey."
Don't treat us as every other person,
please keep us from being a pity diversion.

Turn us into what we loath the most,
and for this we will make a toast.
For believing in all that's left unseen,
We will then start to shimmer and gleam.

The flower that you created for us,
is one that developed from trust.
The one that comes from your priority,
is what we consider luxury.

Don't give us a flower to wither,
give us one that makes us smile when we're bitter.
Send, with your love, an empty vase,
let us look into it and see your face.

Our vase has an absence of flowers,
But yet, overflowing with power.
I let you hold it hostage to my love,
you put yours in it like a rainy day fund.

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