Was early morning
Looking out my window
Gazing at the newly bloomed
Flowers
Slightly wet by morning's mist
The longer I stared
I pondered the reasons why
All your deceit
Your lies
Holding onto my breath
Just beginning to choke
I took the news
Waiting for day to break
Making simple
Sweet lies
To myself
As I watched the flowers
Blur
I looked up
As if I could hide it
Or maybe I would find an answer there
In reality
I know
I'm left to silently
Pull petals
From the flower
Of deception.
Please tell me what you think
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Thank you for your beautifully spoken entry, good luck in my contest, Josie
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