SWEET FLOWER
Sweet flower sprung beneath my thin skin
On my heart it bloomed, filled me to the brim
With beautiful thoughts and dreams of a life
In flowers where thoughts dont cross my mind twice.
Where the sacharrine smell softly roams through the air
And the suns gentle rays run their hands through my hair,
Petals from these sweet flowers whisper secrets to me
I laugh as their silky skin brushes my cheek.
Oh, I wish that this garden of peace was my home
And I did not have to face this world we all know
But because you must battle these viscous vines, dear
We'll fight them together as I hold you near.
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