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May 2015
There was a flower red and blue
There was a flower I didn't grow for you
I planted the seeds and watched it grow
I made something beautiful, I'll reap what I sow
Everyday I gave it water and light
Everyday it never left my sight
Then you said pick the flower, put it in a vase to see
You cared for the flower, like you must care for me
I worked hard to create it
And in your house it would fit
You left and my flower died
I cried
I asked myself why give up something on me relied
Why give up something when you could lie
Moon Shine
Written by
Moon Shine  Davenport, Iowa
(Davenport, Iowa)   
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