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I left my pink petals of love,
in the dim light of moon,
to just wither off in the deep snow.
I was forced,
I was coerced.
I lost you in this black dark night.
Burning within,
I cried,
I weeded,
but they took me away from you,
for reasons ostensible.
Chained buy the trail of hate,
I was hurt to shed blood of love.
I stayed alive to gain you back,
but couldn't stand more,
as I saw my pink petals dying to be brown.
I ceased to breath,
my heart lost the rhythm,
still I wore my last smile,
with the crystal of tears for you.
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