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I love her,
I love her not
I tear off each petal with trembling fingers
Dropping them to the soft
Ground on which I sit
Even the question is dangerous
This child’s game a target on my back
I love her,
I love her not
Should these words slip past my whispering lips
Exposing my thoughts to a
World ready to defile my honest heart
The blossom in my hand would wither
Seeds to ash and
Love to dust
I love her,
I love her not
Leaving my heart behind in a pile of petals
Buried under abandoned hope and
Illusions of blooming desire
I bid farewell to my brief freedom
I love her not,
I love her not