i am traces of my mother
i have the power
to move mountains
and create new life
with each kiss
she gave me
seeds were planted
she told me that
flowers go with green
for we both have
green eyes of envy
don't let it control you
my dear
for green eyes can be
filled with jealousy
and hate
alluring but dangerous
allow these flowers
to keep you humble
she says
remember who you are
Aug 22, 2018
Aug 22, 2018 at 4:04 AM UTC
i am traces of my mother
i have the power
to move mountains
and create new life
with each kiss
she gave me
seeds were planted
she told me that
flowers go with green
for we both have
green eyes of envy
don't let it control you
my dear
for green eyes can be
filled with jealousy
and hate
alluring but dangerous
allow these flowers
to keep you humble
she says
remember who you are
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