There is this meadow
That only i see
It has flowers covering it
Like a sea
When the Garderner died
It all turned black
Wilting flowers tainted the ground
All reacting to the thick haze of death
That clouded the meadows air
They tried too cure the grounds
But it was cursed
Never to be the same again
Forever isolated
Forever mourning
In its own haze of death
(A/N oKAY IT HAS BEEN DONE)
