tell me when
you're coming back
or tell me if
you ever will
because time flew fast
since your leaving
and I'm still hereㅡwhere are you?

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Sunflower Stories
PoetryI bend whenever skies turn black. I lose some petals when it's dark. Even so, I'd rise again when morning comes, and darkness ends. ㅡ Sunflower
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tell me when
you're coming back
or tell me if
you ever will
because time flew fast
since your leaving
and I'm still hereㅡwhere are you?