He promised me forever
But his forever is just like
the life span of a lotus flower
something that blooms in the morning
and dies in the evening
the life span of a fly
of a rose that blooms and dies
forever was not forever in its meaning
but rather an ornament
to make the stupid heart of mine
fall into an abyss of sorrow
his forever
was not the forever i know
it was not something to be happy about
but rather something to be aware of
a flower with poisonous thorns
to make a foolish heart die
with just the slightest touch
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