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like a flower

you looked like a flower
the moon in your hair
touched by the light
of the night that changed

two purity depraved souls
given to the breeze
those malous thoughts
of freedomly based dreams

it weighed you down
sunken in your stomach for
liabilities not
the life of the common

they all want to be you
your obligations not
they all want to see you
the real you not

it seem of no worth to continue
insurmountable expectations
your shoes left behind
shall never be filled