Pink petal
Torn by metal
Through your pretty pretty pane
Succor plowing through your veins
Why?
How?
Only a pink petal
Torn by metal
Scar in its face
Can know the grief of space
Vacant of those you had
All because of something bad
Only a pink petal
Torn by metal
Scar in its face
Can know the feeling of such a place
Of those who lost it all
Because of something small
And when the fleeing look back
They'll realize it wasn't you who caused the fall
It was control who lacked
And even if this revelation doesn't solve the case
Closure can be laced