The Last Petal
by Dahl Cook
She loves me she loves me not,
This flower can't tell me what she will not
I scream out for help she don't seem to hear
She won't even lend me an ear
I need courage I have to see this thing through,
Give me courage, at least this she will do.
What good is love none it seems
Just fuel for broken dreams
Only one bullet. it bears my name
It's all my fault no one else to blame
Forgive me, but I know it can't be done
I am holding my gun
I can go soon there's nothing left for me
I pull the trigger, no more I see
The last petal falls… she loves me.
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