Ugh, my head hurts and I keep doing it to myself
This blue orchid in front of me
I need to decide
To kill
What a thrill to see the orchid of my desires
wilt and scream
dying from a simple jealousy?
No, maybe not.
To Save
The orchid that brings weeds
that stangle and twist into my veins
Really? A selfless act forever to tend a garden that will never bloom.
No, maybe not.
But what then?
What would you have me do orchid?
You damn ******** blue orchid.
******** orchid of desire
I ******** hate you so much
That love I have given and still hold in me
I hate it
I love it
I love it so
WHY
It's because of the scent, the bloom, the color, and even the way you drift in the wind.
********!
This ******** orchid
It's all my fault
I torture myself, staring at the way the Orchid blooms in other gardens
but not in mine.
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Fragmented Self who wanders through life like a dreamer and wades through the river of dreams as though it were the only truth left in this world
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