Look at that field of daisies,
They're saying we're the crazies,
But when they all wilt,
They will drown in their guilt.
We need to stop watering with our pain,
We need to not give them any gain,
For as long as they bloom,
They will always have something to assume.
You and I,
Will reach for the sky,
After the daisies fade,
Everything you and I made,
Will bloom into something great again.
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Love Is A Gateway Drug
Poetry"In some other life, we are standing side by side and laughing that, in some other life, we are apart." -Unknown Part Four: I guess I'm addicted. ---------- A collection of 2020 poems.
