Wednesday, 27 July 2011
Flower
i saw a flower that everyone called a weed
i watered this flower.because there was affection for it and a strange need.
it took time and yes there were up's n downs
the world always used my flower and ensure its sweet smile always remain a frown
but today my flower is with me, and i whisper into its ears
my sweet flower you have blossomed, i will love and protect you throughout the years.
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