freestylemeya
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A flower stands alone in a field of grass
There's no one there to see her beauty
To smell her wonderful fragrance
To watch her bloom and grow.
The flower is not sadned however,
She knows she's better off alone.....
In this field of grass.
Where no one can touch her or feel her.
Where no one can harm her or kill her.
She's safe living alone......
in this field of grass.
Her pedals are so soft,
Her colors are magnificent.
This flower could lighten up
anyone's life.
What a pity that no one will ever know
about this flower
who lives alone in this field of grass.
The sun has shone upon this flower
for the last time.
No more water will it need to drink
No more cool breezes will it feel.
The flower has died as it laid alone.....
In this field of grass.
There's no one there to see her beauty
To smell her wonderful fragrance
To watch her bloom and grow.
The flower is not sadned however,
She knows she's better off alone.....
In this field of grass.
Where no one can touch her or feel her.
Where no one can harm her or kill her.
She's safe living alone......
in this field of grass.
Her pedals are so soft,
Her colors are magnificent.
This flower could lighten up
anyone's life.
What a pity that no one will ever know
about this flower
who lives alone in this field of grass.
The sun has shone upon this flower
for the last time.
No more water will it need to drink
No more cool breezes will it feel.
The flower has died as it laid alone.....
In this field of grass.
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