My ideas,
Hung on a vine
Weighted down
Wisdom
Comes with a price.
My eyes
Adjust to the darkness
Your heart and
My soul
Love cut me short
One inch at a time.
My house
I dreamt and built
Wildflowers
And Trees
Buzzing in spring ,
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My ideas,
Hung on a vine
Weighted down
Wisdom
Comes with a price.
My eyes
Adjust to the darkness
Your heart and
My soul
Love cut me short
One inch at a time.
My house
I dreamt and built
Wildflowers
And Trees
Buzzing in spring ,
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