Love

by Midnight Vanity   Apr 27, 2012


Love is like a flower
It has its beauty for a little while
then wilts away
Shines then dies
But until you tell the other person your done
Don't keep them holding on
I learned my leason
I learned that holding on is a big waste
yet i do it anyway
all i want is to die
fade
Nobody cares anyway
maybe life is like a flower too
fragile easily broken
easily taken away
It comes and goes
But one is never more important than another

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