I was the one.

by Cheyene Love

You took a beautiful flower,
And turned it into a yellow dead one.
You took a working heart,
And broke it into a million pieces.
You took alcohol,
And turned it into a reason for everything.
You took a leaf,
And turned it into a prickly thorn.

But the thing is,
I was the beautiful flower,
I was the working heart,
I was the alcohol,
I was the leaf,
I was the one you turned from good to bad.

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