My Lily's Petals

He loves me, he loves me not. Now I must fly with the breeze.
I am no Lily
Nor am I a flower of a desert.

I am the punches between the fight
My words are frozen on my lips.

They hang there at a cost
You can never truly have me.

Till you have found what you have lost
I can't do anything now.

So, I guess
This is goodbye
My dreams can fly.
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Published: 12/19/2011
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