Floral Fantasia

I think you picked to many petals,
But life is not to mettle.
Cause speaking to loudly,
How much louder can the sound be!
I think you drawn me with the obsession of flowers,
Choose him, over me
(I know you hate the guessing game!)
I know its too hard,
So all make it easy.
The aroma of the fragrance,
Is giving me smothered pavements.
So I know the voice is fragile,
And I know your too wild.
So with these roses,
Think with cluttered noises.
So, take him, over me
(I know you can’t remember my name!)
I know your minds blank,
Let me help you think straight.
Do you have amnesia?
Do you have amnesia?
I’m just locked,
In the floral fantasia!
With the colors of music,
How did we ever lose it?
With the smell of flowers,
How did we make a rain shower?
With everything we had,
I guess none of it was really bad…





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