You think it's fair to pour my love for a flower that never shows it's fruit?
You think it's fair to care for the flower in the cold winter, hot summer, colored autumn, and fragrant spring?
You think it's fair to hear every little word uttered by this flower's little cute dulce and venomous mouth?
You think it's fair to plant love
wait for it's fruit
and give it to this flower that holds it's fruits toward moi?
You think it's fair for me to love this flower, when no one else does?
I use to think so,
fervently believed so,
but flower...I need some caring too.
I need some of your petals to light up my dull and somber path.
But you hold them and flourish them for others that don't give a dime.
I need your petals to signal me where this path is going:
death or life.
You think that's fair?
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