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Anita_a Posted 21 years ago
Autobiography
Yesterday I was in the window
Sitting all alone
With just a flower for company
No water no food
Everything seemed weary
Today I am still in the window
Nobody to care for me
I don’t want anything now
As I am dead and gone
And so is my flower
Still my only company.
Sitting all alone
With just a flower for company
No water no food
Everything seemed weary
Today I am still in the window
Nobody to care for me
I don’t want anything now
As I am dead and gone
And so is my flower
Still my only company.
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Yesterday you knocked on my door
left a flower on my rug
letf a note you'd be back
I left it opened all night
the flower partied with the starts
cried with the dew
and went to sleep with you
when you said goodbye
you took my flower, my life.
left a flower on my rug
letf a note you'd be back
I left it opened all night
the flower partied with the starts
cried with the dew
and went to sleep with you
when you said goodbye
you took my flower, my life.
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Thanks Anonymous. Did you get to know whose autobiography this could be?
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