The flowers who get no sun


When you can not find the sun
You find yourself in sorrow
And even though you try
It keeps coming back tomorrow
And though the rest of the flowers try to help
They do not seem to follow
The water you pour just stays swallowed
And though it will never evaporate out
And as you keep filling up
You find yourself unwilling
And before you know it you are wilting

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