DEATH OF A FLOWER

You are afraid of a flower
She smiled sadly at me
My bosom blossoms for you

My thorns, they prick, I know
But love hurts the lover
And love hurts the loved

And I’m dying, I’m dying for you
Lie down in my grave with me
Let’s be reborn together.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.

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3 thoughts on “DEATH OF A FLOWER

  1. Oh Che, you just hit me too hard this morning,
    “For love hurts the loved”
    That sums up my state of heart right now.
    It’s hurts so much the it can only be healed by love.

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