Goodbye little flower, goodbye
Lied in your wide open tomb
Red and brown
Wet and dry
Minimizing the shining sky
For the old dusty tomb kiss
Otherwise, a dwelling home
God bless
Now that feel painless
Can't even smell or smile
Maybe will rest in peace not tease
Now that lose your shape
Goodbye little flower, goodbye
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