Hát: a flower for you


We shall speak when nothing matters
anymore, like a withered flower
too dead to think
of blooming

Yellow gets yellower
Green gets greener
Who makes you
Yearn for blue

Here is a flower
Too dead to think
Of blooming

Here’s for you
Who gets farther
And bluer
Too blue
Even for you

About tara1910

I write to describe, with hopes that my description is truthful.
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