Try to kill me
Like a weed,
But baby,
I'm a sunflower.
And I'll rise above,
And tower over
The likes of you.
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Poems for the Mad
PoetryThe title says it all, just some different poems that go from my brain to you. (Cover not done by me, done by the amazing @LaurenDMSmith)
Sunflower
Try to kill me
Like a weed,
But baby,
I'm a sunflower.
And I'll rise above,
And tower over
The likes of you.
