The pedal of a flower falls like a failed paper airplane
It sits in a heart shape with raindrops that sit more like tears
This is how my mind works
This is how I see it
In these times I am made to feel guilty about this
Around all these faux positive beings that I am supposed to hide my true feelings
No "Agro, No sadness, No expression but one that resembles that corny rasta hat wearing , spliff toking smiley face on a tie dye shirt
Here comes the jumping spiders and the slugs if you sit out here long enough
It's the same olde story of the right women with the wrong men
and it spins the other way I guess
While everyone else is doing the electric slide
I'm in for the slow dance

The pedal of a…

by MereVessel

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