When I wanted flowers from you yesterday,
you didn't bring any.
Yesterday it would've been healthy by today,
and grown by tomorrow.
Well at least I know that I'll get them tomorrow,
but all they'll do is lay above me:
out in the soil with dirt blowing over them
and I will no longer be there to water those flowers
Dec 14, 2018
Dec 14, 2018 at 10:28 AM UTC
When I wanted flowers from you yesterday,
you didn't bring any.
Yesterday it would've been healthy by today,
and grown by tomorrow.
Well at least I know that I'll get them tomorrow,
but all they'll do is lay above me:
out in the soil with dirt blowing over them
and I will no longer be there to water those flowers
Congratulations if you got it and I am still alive!
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