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Picking Flowers
My body is like a rose petal
Beautiful and strong
I had to hold him
Before he could run away
His mouth sounded sour
When he said he loved the sun behind clouds
I was born in Blooms & bear, a flower shop
Picked by Timothee himself
My body is not a rose petal
Its weak and broken
I love growing out of the ground
Feeling the dirt and water against my skin
Lol I would never love myself
Without your hands
My hands are always dirty
So I never wash my body of you
The fishes swam in the mud
Of my body, broken and dead
The blue water of death
Told me in my ears that I was important
Walking on lava it cools my feet
It’s cold but warm, like drinking hot tea
With ice cubes in it
Timothee always said he could fly
I never believed him until he touched the sky
Petal always cried
She missed her home
Wanted her love to come back down from the sky
I purpose it will end like this
Everything dies in the end
I’m always yellow in the end
Anger for my man
I should chop leafs and die
He never loved me
Who could love a broken flower like this?
Je t'aime, pourquoi tu ne peux pas m'aimer en retour
Sitting on a table the book looks hungry for my brain
I do not feed it
There is nothing to give it
Roots held into the ground
Petals blowing in the wind
Why did you pick me?
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