Your a flower
that rises in the sun,
you were a dream that
everyone loves,
you go sad when the
moonlight is out, you
think to yourself, why
did the light have to go.
Your a flower
that's beautiful everyday,
of every year, you don't
let people tell you wrong
Your a flower
that loves to sings a song,
with your petals, you
heal in the rain.
I love you my flower your
mine, that stays awake
all day and wishes, like
maybe you`ll be free on day....! ! ! ! ! :)
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