My dead flower.
My love was like a flower,
Just sprouting for the first time,
But it slowly started to fall
Each and every time that he lied
It’s not the love for a ordinary boy
But for a dad
He’s suppose to overwhelm you with joy
But he didn’t and this story is sad
He told me he loved me unconditionally
But then one day he told me to leave
He said I don’t want you anymore
And then he forcefully slammed the door
I haven’t heard from him since.
I’m grabbing the rope
And tying it around my neck in hope
That soon my pain will end
But I never got to make ammense
That’s the story of how my love flower died
All because of a man that lied.
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