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Belong
Your colors elevate vertically,
And fall
Then there is nothing to say
Covered in not just a black sheet
But a black Daisy as well.
One that was never meant to be
Leaves fall from the trees
I wait with the seasons
But a fake flower never dies.
And fall
Then there is nothing to say
Covered in not just a black sheet
But a black Daisy as well.
One that was never meant to be
Leaves fall from the trees
I wait with the seasons
But a fake flower never dies.
Published 8th May 2011
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Anonymous
8th May 2011 9:45pm
It's beautiful! The last bit is unexpected. I love the progression through the seasons, and then finally preparing to make the circle again.
Lovely. :]
Lovely. :]
9th May 2011 3:30am
