Call me like a flower,
That made me into a rose petal,
Where dreams had filled the voices,
Where speaking through a story,
Was not a choice,
Where instead like the memories,
They stayed inside my head forever.
Call me like a flower,
That made me into a rose petal,
Where dreams had filled the voices,
Where speaking through a story,
Was not a choice,
Where instead like the memories,
They stayed inside my head forever.
A collection of poems about the seasons of life.
A poem about the seasons my heart gone through.
A poem about the feelings you left in me.
A poem about the goodbyes I could never say.
A poem about...