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Can someone say they love me

Or at least show it

Plant it like a seed 

And grow it 

Let it blossom and bloom 

Then wither and age 

We can be ripe one day

I walk in rage

At the thought of us 

Being less and less 

confessing our restless nights

I fall harder  

Doled out and double up 

On the mental anguish 

I languish in 

Fortunes on the skids

Dear reader 

And our luck is over