The delicate pink rose in my hand has 12 petals spiraling inwardsHe loves meA thorn pricks my finger and blood starts to well up. 11 petals spiraling inwardsHe loves me notA scarlet drop falls to the ground without a sound. 10 petals spiraling inwardsHe loves meA single eyelash falls softly to my cheek. 9 petals spiraling inwardsHe loves me notIt is gently blown away by the wind. 8 petals spiraling inwardsHe loves meThe sunlight sparkles on the glass. 7 petals spiraling inwardsHe loves me notIt casts shadows and rainbows equally matched. 6 petals spiraling inwardsHe loves meFlickering like a candle flame. 5 petals spiraling inwards.He loves me notDo you remember my name. 4 petals spiraling inwardsHe loves meThe water's surface shimmers. 3 petals spiraling inwardsHe loves me notGlittering like a diamond. 2 petals spiraling inwardsHe loves meFate decided by the petals of a flower. One petal spiraling inwardHe loves me notA single tear falls slowly from my eye as the green stem falls from my hand. 0 petals spiraling inward.
12 Petals
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