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| A Girl Amidst Flowers |
love and loss, pain and despair;
the remorseless spiral into sorrow
and then the slow crawling back
until I learned to live again.
But will there ever be a next time?
What if
we don't recognise each other
anymore or flowers
are no longer
in your life.
What if
when I look into your eyes
I do not see that girl
I loved once so very much.
What if
when I look into your eyes
I do not see that girl
I loved once so very much.
What if
I am not brave to tell you
how I died when we said goodbye.
Will you listen
to my tears?
I lie perfectly still in misery.
There are a thousand pictures
swirling inside my head.
I lie perfectly still in misery.
There are a thousand pictures
swirling inside my head.
What if, what if, what if.
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