Love As A Flower
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I loved you once
But like a flower bloom
The scent, at first, is so intoxicating
That it becomes an addiction
However, eventually, the flower begins to rot
And the perfume develops to be a foul thing
That it must be thrown into the compost heap
As it is forgotten until I wash the smell
Out of the vase
Then you are remembered
And the love dies
O' how I loved you once
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