She was addicted to life’s flower.
At the intervention he wore a tie.
She never said a word from the gallow.
And they never gave her the reason why.
Her’s was a red no blue could purple.
As the floods caved in she smiled a sigh.
Was this the meaning of the bouncing.
And how many years before i die.
Her reunion was a journey of the lonely.
Her return was the hardest thing to do.
Could she ever stop this bleeding.
Will this red show it’s blue.
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