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Crocheted flowers

[Verse 1]

If the crocheted flowers you gave come alive,

Will they speak of your love?,

"My love's vocal but you're imprisoned in a sound proof room",

If the oceans are made of my sob,

will you swim in it?,

"I'll gladly drown and embrace death",

[Chorus]

The words you said traveled through my head,

we ended arguments with a face of mourning,

We're lovers in the same room but look more like strangers,

different group of friends and ways of beguiling,

and if the crocheted flowers you gave come alive,

will they speak of your love?,

they won't but I will,

I did,

you're blind folded by your desires to see,

[Verse 2]

They didn't warn me we'd get here too soon,

the voices in my head,

love and hurt reciprocated,

it's time to walk away they said,

but to walk away is to abandon our promises,

the fostered hatred killed hesitations,

[Verse 3]

three months past our love you told me,

"The doves we raised, slowly was devoured by our sins",

what is agony, if not our love?,

it's unfathomable how you treat it as a piece of cake to speak the words ,

"love only visits me when you're at my porch",

but after you walked away,

did you achieved freedom?,

[Chorus]

Was I not worth the risk of love?,

we ended arguments with a face of mourning,

A crowded room but my ears was captivated by your voice,

handcuffed,

different group of friends and ways of beguiling,

and if the crocheted flowers you gave come alive,

will they speak of your love?,

they won't but I will,

I did,

you're blind folded by your desires and sin,

[Verse 4]

I spent every last bit of my love to you,

but it didn't cure your hunger,

you're asking for more,

but I'm too embarrassed and ashamed to tell you that's all I've got,

now nothing's left for me,

but my dreams of you,

[Verse 5]

you starved me,

but said I was asking for too much,

I was exhausted after 3 months of carrying the weight of us,

we're sleeping on the same mattress but the wrinkles on your side of the bed is missing,

your hair buzzed cut,

did I heard gunshots?,

[Chorus]

My love unheard like my prayers,

ended conversations with a face of mourning,

We're once was lovers in the same room but now are strangers,

Our group of friends said its time for grieving,

and if the crocheted flowers you gave come alive,

will they speak of your lies?,

I never lied,

I've spoken every word,

but you're living in a sound proof room,

[Bridge]

When your lips painted me your love,

was that true or were you a deceiver?

When your hands graced, ventured, and draw on my body,

was the lie on it the shiver?,

Are the stolen and exchanged glances,

just a rumor that gone around?,

Will the crocheted flowers come alive

and tell me you're just asleep and sound?,

My lips were not a deceiver,

it simply died from the lack of your contact,

I'd never lie to your feather like skin,

I was just abandoned with our sins,

my hands was once blessed by a saint,

now I'm at the wake of our love, restrained,

I am wide awake,

yet dreaming of the man you'd be in cloud nine with,

[Outro]

If my blood is the medicine to your cure,

I'll gladly cut my throat for you,

"Always on my pit of death",

"never on the moment I'm still breathing",

"I wasn't worth saving",

You are,

I wasn't fit for a savior,

Date: May 3rd 2024

Author: Avalon/piscesline

Dedication:

This piece of poetry lives inside the heart of two individuals who's love discontinued by a reason only them are aware. The past lovers are having the conversation they never had. This is to the dearest friend of mine, your story of love inspired me.

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