A flower so rare, a plant so perfectly divine,
How wondrous is this Requiem Lily of mine.
To find a single bloom is a task most severe,
And many who search for one disappear.
But when you gaze upon their beautiful petals,
You have truly proven your great mettle.
Then you may pick some, as many as three.
Only then, will you be able to see.
Your memories return, from beginning to end.
The holes in your heart proceed to heal and mend.
Old loves are embraced again, and forgotten grudges refuel the fire.
Do not wander within them for long, or you shall be lost to the mire.
Take the lilies you picked, you have my blessing.
Share with your love, the gift you are possessing.
Here's another poem, telling what exactly the Requiem lilies do: they bring back your lost memories.
But finding them is incredibly difficult.
How wondrous is this Requiem Lily of mine.
To find a single bloom is a task most severe,
And many who search for one disappear.
But when you gaze upon their beautiful petals,
You have truly proven your great mettle.
Then you may pick some, as many as three.
Only then, will you be able to see.
Your memories return, from beginning to end.
The holes in your heart proceed to heal and mend.
Old loves are embraced again, and forgotten grudges refuel the fire.
Do not wander within them for long, or you shall be lost to the mire.
Take the lilies you picked, you have my blessing.
Share with your love, the gift you are possessing.
Here's another poem, telling what exactly the Requiem lilies do: they bring back your lost memories.
But finding them is incredibly difficult.
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This is really beautiful.
This "Old loves are embraced again, and forgotten grudges refuel the fire.
Do not wander within them for long, or you shall be lost to the mire."
is probably one of the wisest things I've read in a poem in a long time, and I love how perfectly you've phrased it.
Thank you very much for sharing this.
This "Old loves are embraced again, and forgotten grudges refuel the fire.
Do not wander within them for long, or you shall be lost to the mire."
is probably one of the wisest things I've read in a poem in a long time, and I love how perfectly you've phrased it.
Thank you very much for sharing this.
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