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The flower of love I will let go// to unfold in the wind// to blossom elsewhere// All has been said// None have been true// Walls and towers built// over a hundred wood crosses// Flowing velvet worn to rugged// Snatched away by life and death// this doesn't feel like home anymore// this isn't my home// Desperation holds the nostrils shut// & ***** the air out of our lungs// We settle for none// and love even less//
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Jun 30, 2019
Jun 30, 2019 at 2:59 PM UTC
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The flower of love I will let go// to unfold in the wind// to blossom elsewhere// All has been said// None have been true// Walls and towers built// over a hundred wood crosses// Flowing velvet worn to rugged// Snatched away by life and death// this doesn't feel like home anymore// this isn't my home// Desperation holds the nostrils shut// & ***** the air out of our lungs// We settle for none// and love even less//
jack-jenkins
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Jun 30, 2019
Jun 30, 2019 at 2:59 PM UTC
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