I lost two wild black roses
Two rues
Two daffodils
And three pink carnations

Of course all flowers are beautiful. But sometimes their significance isn't as beautiful they look.

But if I still look back on all this
If I look back on the bitterness
If I look back on the hatred
If I look back on the new beginnings

I won't feel the same way.
Maybe I'll finally be able to look back on it and laugh at it instead.

Because it's just life, and I'm just a traveler to life.

There's an entire garden of flowers to look around.

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