Love is a Dying Flower
By Jimmy Crowley
I pluck the pedals
She loves me She loves me not
It seems like love she pedals
Because I feel our love forgot
Love is an empty word
It was a friend that I received
But it was love I would have preferred
Yet again, by love I was deceived
My love is like a dying flower
Growing to be something new
My love is decaying by the hour
Maybe someday love will be true
But for now love is not gainful
Because it is too painful
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my favorite poem you've written i think-It seems that your comparing not only your love dilema but also love in its general state. You should write a poem about me for my birthday.its on April 19th. haha kidding, unless you want to.*awkwardly laughs* um bananas
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