I sent flowers
To offer peace.
No romance there
No, none at all.
I sent missives
My ambassadors;
The wall went up
No admittance.
I sent messengers
Deletions prevailed.
Sorely misunderstood
My pure intentions.
You made them unclean
With a narrow mind.
Punishing me
For consideration given.
For sympathy sent,
For muddled signals.
Cut off,
No mercy.
Shut up,
No voice.
Heart pierced,
No comfort.
I will remain true,
My word is good.
I will remain firm,
My right hand offered.
Though you forsake me,
I will not abandon you.
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