Dropping dead flowers together with your memory. The only you that I knew was the one that hurt me. It's like I was glass and you were the rock that broke through. Broke down in a million pieces and now can not be put together.
How many times did I wish to say I love you, but I couldnt cause you were not there. How many times those memories were the only thing I had. And when the tears falling from my eyes were my only companion.
Now, what's left? Was it me? Was it you? Who hurt who?. Dropping dead flowers so I can breathe. Dropping dead flowers together with your memory. Im dropping dead flowers and I'm doing it for me.
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We The UnicornZ
PoetryWe The UnicornZ starts from the moment you realize that you wanna leave that relationship behind with "Dropping Dead Flowers", goes on with the moment that you know by heart that it was all a mistake with "Blue Man (Explicit)", and it ends with...
