A poem relating the loss of innocence to a flower being crushed.
Petals
What does one do
With a flower that’s been crushed?
What was once Beautiful
Is now but a stem,
And a tarnished Memory
What does one do?
What can one do?
Does one toss it away,
Or does one nurture it?
Can a flower without petals
Become Beautiful again?
Innocence lost
Means petals crushed.
Alive, yes, but Worthless.
Why would you allow yourself
To be Crushed?
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