Sunflower

April 8, 2020

Roses are red, violets are blue.

you said you loved me, I felt like that too.

But im just a sad sunflower to you.

Depressed and obsessed.

I wish I could be blessed.

By youre love.

I would stand quietly.

I would cry silently.

Anything to be youre sad sunflower.

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