I wrote a sad poem today


I wrote a sad poem today, here it is:

Love is like a bruised rose petal:
wonderfully delicate and divine.
Waiting to wither,
destined to die.
However beautifully,
as time goes by.
It falls with a gradual grace:
spinning and drifting,
destination unknown.
True love is when two fall, connect, and dance,
purely a thing of happenstance.

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