Wild Flowers

There is a certain sadness in the rain The heavens crying, mourning some great loss, some great love. The moon hides The sun has ran away Fragments of my broken heart are spread like wild flowers across the universe And you gather them Water them Use light from your own soul to mend my heart…

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