Exposing The Other Cheek

Shaking my head, back and forth 

Will someone slap me, please 

Over and over, again and again 

Please.  Slap some sense ... into me

Slap me.  Slap me, pretty please 

Slap, some more sense into me 

Seriously, slap me silly 

Slap me to my knees 

Allow me to become a flower

Exposing me, at my darkest hour

Meanwhile, I moon the world

I am just a seed
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