He's a rose one that attracts all the other flowers and bees it confuses the daisy as to why he chose her shes not beautiful like the others shes a weed yet the rose still loves her she loves him but wonders she looks to see all the other Rose's other flowers sun flowers and she says this to the rose: why do you like me you could have all the other ones there beautiful.
The rose says: why would I want them? I have a beautiful flower to my eyes your more beautiful then them
The daisy then says: I'm not I'm a weed I'm not even a real flower. You are....
The daisy looks away as the rose looks shocks....she nose ine day he'll realize shes right she nose he just wants her cause he's lonely yet.....he might see her as one if his old girlfriends the tulip
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My Diary and Dark Poems
PoetryUh i don't know if you can call these poems but oh well