Dear Flower Man,
The petals have all fallen
like rotten apples from a tree.
The flame in my heart has gone out
like a candle in the wind.
The blood in my veins runs cold
like a spring running over the ground.
The ice clings to the wires outside,
and the power has gone out.
You are a needle, and I am a pin cushion.
You are hurting me.
It is time for us to part our separate ways
like the waves upon the sand.
So don't send me flowers anymore
because I won't embrace them.
Don't dial my number anymore
because I won't pick up.
Don't come by my house anymore
because I won't answer.
I am leaving you
for good this time.
The hourglass
is now empty...
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