There was a flower to a tree,
then came a single breeze,
It blew away the petals of the flower,
one by one they left,
the tree had sat and laughed and no longer the flower felt blessed,
soon the flower shriveled and died out of sadness and despair,
they all blamed the wind and air
when the villain was the tree
because he laughed at me
(The thing is words hurt, words hurt more than physical pain, so please watch what you say because you never know what someone is going through no matter if their lives seem perfect they may not be)
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