flowersA Poem by heavvuri should be happy now. but i don't allow myself to be happy.
it's not like it's of my own choosing. i would want to be able to prance through the yellow sunflowers. but right now i'm sleeping in a bed of wilted purple daisies.
i do want to save the world, but all i do is sleep. © 2010 heavvur |
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Added on March 3, 2010 Last Updated on March 3, 2010 |

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