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 Jan 2018 Sara Leal
blake
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 Jan 2018 Sara Leal
blake
She gave me a daisy
Although she didn’t know
That I fall in love so easy
And that it’s sure to grow.

She gave me a lilac
Somehow she’s unaware
That she cannot turn back
And that she should beware.

She gave me an orchid
And I know it’s been said
There’s something bad she did
And now she hangs down dead.
 Jan 2018 Sara Leal
Seema
The arrow shot came,
Piercing through my heart
The flow of blood
Made way, for his fame art

I fell with tearing eyes,
Before him on the ground
He looked away,
To see who else was around

I gasped my last breath
With his picture in my eyes
Love could be this cruel
That he believed in foreign lies

©sim
Spilling imagination. Fictional write
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