Dec 2018
I proffer a flower
for you to smile,
But for your heart,
you frown.
May it hide
on your shelf,
with the dust
and the sunrays.
Forget it,
the sweetness
was not cupped
to my ear.
for you to smile,
But for your heart,
you frown.
May it hide
on your shelf,
with the dust
and the sunrays.
Forget it,
the sweetness
was not cupped
to my ear.
Written by
Sean Fitzpatrick
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