Why do You tempt us so?
or attempt to tempt as I may say
to intrinsically covet us with your beauty?
your feinted image but puddle-rooted

waver as you may...

For is it every flower's duty?
to lure in weary enamored travelers
and be loved only by blinded wayfarers?
hence the expression stop and smell the roses-

no?

And yet You have come to be known
as the pinnacle of beauty and love
whilst You would know not of either
compassion, romance, and emotion...

more of a lack thereof..

for true beauty is not measured
by the magnificence of your flower
but is rather found  in beauty of your roots
the same can be said for love

*it requires but one to do the digging...

I've been here for 20 years
And this world is still so hard to understand
I've come to realize though
That I will never ever understand
Because not everything has answers
I've beaten myself up trying to figure it all out
But when the answer simply isn't there
I've learned to nod my head and walk away
Creating a new mind set
To get as much experience as possible
Without any understanding
Because I don't think anyone understands
So live without reason
Act without understanding
And smile not knowing why

I think it's happening again *
I'm      
F
    A
         L
              L
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                    N
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For you

Light me up,

and i'll feed these

         corrupt lungs

            with a dead flame.

And all of my cigarettes taste
stale since you've become
concerned with my health.

I don't worry.
If you don't trust me.
I know me.
My strength against your insecurity.

Your accusations.
Is just that and nothing more.
If you feel the need to leave.
I personally hold the door.

Where there is no trust?
That's where there is no love?

Just decide, is it time to move on?
Alert me.
And I'm gone.