Lost
Gentle flower in the ground
I have looked all around
What if you could come back to me?
Well that would make me completely free
You see, someone took you long ago
And that person I don’t really know
I will never understand why I let you go
But in the wind I watch you flow
The thing is, I could have said no
But I didn’t want to see him go
Never have I ever felt so low
In the end it was me I let go
So here I am with nothing left in me
And you’re just over there being what ever it is you choose to be
You asked and I didn’t disagree
And so my gentle flower is what you took from me
It’s like I’m covered in fire
Cause I’m not what you desire
I wanted you to lift me higher
But instead you cut me like a wire
Gentle flower in the ground
Truth is you will never be found
And that may just be the worst sound
Hearing that my gentle flower has already drowned
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