I pull them off slowly
These petals of my heart
And send them forth
Into the world
Upon swirling waters
Dark and unknown
Yet each is a part of me
A part of my soul
Some petals are fresh and new
Fragrant and lovely
Others are worn out
Tired, wilted, dying
But they each come from me
Some come easily and freely
Some are ripped out, unyielding
Unwilling
And as I send them forth
Upon the waters of the world
I watch them all drift away
And wonder why anyone would pick one up
But also secretly hope one would
These petals of my heart
And send them forth
Into the world
Upon swirling waters
Dark and unknown
Yet each is a part of me
A part of my soul
Some petals are fresh and new
Fragrant and lovely
Others are worn out
Tired, wilted, dying
But they each come from me
Some come easily and freely
Some are ripped out, unyielding
Unwilling
And as I send them forth
Upon the waters of the world
I watch them all drift away
And wonder why anyone would pick one up
But also secretly hope one would
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