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A daisy's truth

He loves you. 



Pick, pick, picking apart

A daisy

Lie by lie. 


Fragile petals of snowy white. 

So pure.  So bright. 


As the school girl plays

her lover’s game, 

And the small boy pulls her hair. 


Pick, pick, pick


The daisy you found there. 


He loves you not. 


The lies the petals tell: 

Somewhere the truth is around,

Just look where the petals




Photo by Naturel Lerutann on Unsplash

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