i was given a vase of red
that holds a flower
a symbol
but of what?

is it a token
is it a payment
is it a chain
is it what I choose
or what the giver chooses for me?

i sense a trap
a snare
ready to be sprung
leaving my heart bleeding again

i must be calm
escape the trap
hide the vase away
along with my heart

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