You made flowers grow in the saddest parts of me but now you're gone now and the flowers are dead
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryAnd if you don't Like me, as I do you; I understand. Because who would Really choose A daisy, in a field Of roses?
But the Flowers are gone
You made flowers grow in the saddest parts of me but now you're gone now and the flowers are dead