On the quest for love, She Immolates her heart.
Only to feel the pressure of a heart in a bottle.
For the one she loves, barely hearts her back.

Love could be sweet, but be careful of its spikes.
Be not swift to assume feelings that may be impotent.
For in the end, it may bite you in a place you least expect.

A torn flower is torn at a place of emission.
It works like a...