I am yr virgin white, baby breath
Contrasting yr rose
With the colour of a whore's red lips
As we sit in a vase wilting
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…I would pick them up too. And put them back in the vase with fallen petals beside.
Even dried up flowers maintain a certain color and delicacy. I would pick them up
This cutting poem would make a great addition to a movie like War of the Roses!
What a great metaphorical piece! Beauty meets a terrible end. That's the truth of life!