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requested by: no one mood of poem: sad, bittersweet about: a friend who once loved you, but no longer feels the same love
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i was nothing but a bud when you loved me you brought me up strongly with water and food i yearned for nothing with you caring for me then i bloomed and everything changed.
i had thorns now, they made you bleed your blood was the same color as my petals i couldn't be taken care of without you bleeding so you cut my thorns and made me drip sap.
it wasn't like your bleeding, but it hurt you never even apologized for that and from then on, i became nothing just a beautiful object you showed guests.
my thorns grew back, they cut you again but this time, you didn't cut them you were too weak for that now and nobody cared for you or me.
on a warm spring day, you breathed your last and i, consumed by grief, withered as well if flowers go to heaven, which they must i will bloom for you and only you forever.
