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What the daisies think of YOU
I think
- of you.
I pick daisies
- and weave daisie chains too.
You are much better
Than,
Everybody,
Else,
In your own mind.
And maybe mine too.
But, I'm giving it all away
Way too soon.
Much
Like I promised the daisies, I wouldn't.
Daisies are dainty.
And dainty they
Are.
No man.
To come.
And break.
Their hearts.
And turn.
Them strong.
I adore the
Daisies.
And, I trust them.
I,told them, about
You.
They heard my words
With
The ears you've never seen.
And I picked their
Petals, one.
By one.
Asking if you like me not.
Or like me do.
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I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel. <br /> - Maya Angelou <br /> When i was little/I used to point a chubby finger toward the dark sky/And ask my father/why some stars moved and others didn’t/He would laugh and explain that some were airplanes/I still wish on them today ~ Laugh-It-Out<br /> The feathers of a crow are black/The ink of my pen is blacker/The pain of my heart is blackest~ Mckay<br /> If love produced a blossom/I’d take it in my palm/What a blessing, the bright color!/How soothing, such a balm!/I’d keep a petal for my own/The rest, drop from my hands/For such a flower would multiply/And populate the lands~ thesilentraven<br /> And I began to rival legends/Long entombed before my birth./But for all my much envied fame/The lust for more would not abate./The plaques and prizes with my name/Will, like all things, disintegrate. ~ TheEpic95 now known as Helena_Noel