Kill it
Kill it before it grows
A flower of love
That was never meant to be
And it knew
Kill it
Kill it before it grows
A love
That wasn’t meant to be
It is dead
And nothing
To regret
Kill it
And it’s already dead
No hope of growth
It may look slough
But it gives no feg
And one day it may awaken
But would it avail
No point in a wait
Kill it
Before it’s too late
These flowers
Never to avail
Why this one should be
Any different
Kill it
Kill it before it awaketh
Kill it
Kill it before it grows