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When I fell
in love
with you,
I gave you a daisy,
the prettiest one I had.
You told me
how beautiful it was.
Unsatisfied
to cherish the beauty of my gift
to you,
You began to pluck
the petals
one by one
until all that remained
appeared ugly.
You never loved me.
I no longer love you.
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