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Dying Dahlias

Shattered glass below my feet causing open wounds Like the blood pumping blue through this aching heart My mind has been twisted once again when I thought it was tamed Love is not the word to describe the pain when love is lost Fluttering wings of butterflies cause the stomach to excite the brain Missing her was not what I signed up for with the pen of blue ink I feel like love is just a golden thought in my dreams of destiny No need to feel any more when my heart has turned to stone With endless thoughts of what she's done these tears fall like rain No longer dancing together hand in hand I am left to dance alone Wishing this rain would wash away all the pain of losing her I'm just reminded that dancing alone is what she enjoys the most As I fight this pain of a broken heart I try to be her friend For if I lose the one who made me dance like children drinking soda If I lose the one who still controls my mind, heart, and soul I'll be left crying alone laying in fields of dying dahlias

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