NO FLOWERS AGAIN

I said to him: “Maybe this shit will be the death of me,
But I already said what I said.
I do not want flowers and I don’t like them,
I’m not scared to say what I don’t like.”

For a minute he was in awe,
Because everyone knows I don’t talk that much.
And for the first time, he was scared to hit me,
So he left the house.

I knew within me that this was the final time
and there was no going back for me,
And for the first time, there were no flowers for me.
I was really happy,
I survived this one.

By Mae

From: FLOWER’S MONOLOGUE

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