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Nov 2019
She thinks I'm her sun
And she's the sunflower.
Infact she thinks she is the flour
And I'm the yeast, I make our love rise.
She thinks for her to survive she needs me.

The truth is I'm the sunflower
And she's the sun.
I'm the flour and she is the yeast.
She is water on Earth,
I need her more than she needs me.

Without her, I'm a church without saints.
Without her, I'm a dog without a scent,
I can't find my way to her heart.
Without her, I'm a home without children,
I am lonely.
Without her I am nothing
But I can't tell her that because she would realise my value
And notice I'm not worth it.

But for some reasons, she thinks she is worth less and I'm worth more.
For some reasons, she always put me first and her second.
For some reasons, she thinks without me she's just a tree without leaves,
I make her look attractive.
Without me, she is Mars, she has no life.
Without me, she is a window without a curtain
Everyone can see she needs me.

Only if she knew a tree without leaves potrays beautiful art.
Only if she knew I wouldn't be exploring her if she didn't have a life.
Only if she knew that window is keeping the wind out of my fragile heart.
Only if she knew her worth to me, she wouldn't be saying what she's saying now.

I'm scared to tell her that to me she's worth everything
Because she might walk away and I will loose everything.
Only if she knew her worth to me.
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Written by
Napoléon Le Poérte  18/M/#OpenTheGatesOfHell🔥
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