rose petals soft to the touch
fragrant red and vibrant perfume
where have you gone again
gone for the day or gone forever
all that's left are thorns and bee stings
the small things that hurt the most
no u-turns on this one way street
nowhere to go but on
so drive fast and reckless
anything to feel something
other than the nothingness
that was left behind
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