When the sun rises, the flower blooms.
When the sun sets, the flower dies.
When i met you, my heart bloomed.
When you leave me, my heart dies.
Never to bloom again, for it hurts deeply.
But you the sun, will atill shine again.
For you dont know, that love can kill.
You are still young, treating love a game.
You do not understand, what love can damage.
For all your love, have never been true.
You only feel that, everyone will love you.
So you dont care, how they reali feel.
One day near future, you'll be badly hurt.
For you didn't appreciate, how others treated you.
You will be hurt, when you finally love.
Love someone that badly, you'll die for them.
But they in stead, play wif your love.
And hurts you badly, having fun doing it.
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