People talk about love, about roses and sunflower
But to me, darling, you're my cotton flower
You look so classic and the purity of your colour
Comfortable, unique, all that simple things that matter
You're light and perfect, but soggy and heavy once soaked by water
How soft you are, my cotton flower
Makes me want to care more than ever
More than anyone, or other that never.
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Thoughts
RandomThis is my thoughts and feelings that I poured out into words. It could be about anything and anyone. ... p/s : I might edit what I've published when I feel the need to, so don't mind me. I'm not a great writer, anyway.
