Bury my ashes maybe one day they will turn into seeds
Bury them so I could find new hope
My ashes are now my seeds
Bury them before the wind blows
I can't promise you that my seeds won't grow
Bury them before I have a garden instead of one tree. (:
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Elements
PoetryTime will reveal everything. What's fake and what's real,who is and who isn't. Elements...cause maybe we will discover new ones. Elements..cause we are the elements of our society. *Not edited*
