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Daisy

by Punkfoot

A boy saw a girl She had the greenest of hair The thought of seaweed came to mind but yet the most beautiful leaf that he had ever seen He tried to ask for her name but instead he gave her his She smiled and said one simple word Daisy The boy couldn't help but grab for her hand She wasn't something that he could just let go of She was a wildfire while simultaneously becoming the calmest of air She could put the light in your eyes and take it away just as easy with one glance The boy had no chance The caster of his dreams was now standing in front of him staring at him with eyes begging for adventure And don't get me wrong that had the best of times But all good things come to an end It is all just too good to be true Her brain had other plans for her The boy found her unconscious many nights and it felt that she was losing herself Her thoughts She turned to alcohol to bide her convictions What couldn't be said in person could be fixed at the bottom of a bottle of jack Slurred mannerisms lead to unintentional regret She was getting worse The doctors told her 3 weeks She couldn't even bring herself to get out of bed The boy wanted to help but what could he do Lay with her and give her his hand One ceremony for life and one for death One final conversation between the two able bodies efore heaven housed a new angel Please tell me that you won't give up she said With tears welling up in his eyes He replied I will see you in another life daisy And I will love you just as much as I do now Goodbye
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