A sword pierced to my chest,
I was given a Gladiolus;
A stunning bud it was,
I needed it...
I needed it...
Marigolds surrounded me;
I was blessed by your daisies!
Gloxinia, where are you love?
I need you...
I need you...
I start to have a lucid dream,
The Bells of Ireland I aim;
But I am not an acorn,
I could not reach it as i try
again and again;
The last time i open my eyes,
I was given a sweet pea;
No longer could i feel;
But my eyes opened no longer;
You must know that I sent you an Azalea;
I am drowning in Poppies;
Gloxinia, where were you?
I needed you...
I needed you...
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Poems for the Anonymous People
PoetryDo you need to read something? Something other than stories? Something that has rhymes and deep meanings?? Well, I made this for all of you anonymous strangers. This book has poems I made originally be me. I know I'm not a pro but I just thought i c...
