Haunted By the Wildflowers
"The forests are my bones" that I was trapped in
I cried every tear in my body for you
But all you did was let me down
Oh this paper town
Is crumbling down once again
I’m haunted by the wild flowers
What isn’t sweet is sour
I’m haunted by your power
You pushed me off the tower
And into the wild flowers
You hid behind your lies
Disguised in a smile
I was with you for a while
And I tried to ask if you were mine
But you changed the subject every time
Copyright © Tara Jacobson | Year Posted 2022
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