i have tried to **** the love alive,
set a storm into my soul,
and drowned the flowers,
you planted in my lungs.
i knew that it needed water,
but too much would **** it,
and too much would **** the
love that was also too much for me to bear.
but baby, all did the water do,
was drown the flowers you planted,
and i never knew,
that it scatter of what was left,
and it made another.
a garden.
that was made from your flowers.
May 8, 2017
May 8, 2017 at 3:20 PM UTC
i have tried to **** the love alive,
set a storm into my soul,
and drowned the flowers,
you planted in my lungs.
i knew that it needed water,
but too much would **** it,
and too much would **** the
love that was also too much for me to bear.
but baby, all did the water do,
was drown the flowers you planted,
and i never knew,
that it scatter of what was left,
and it made another.
a garden.
that was made from your flowers.
