light shines heavy
blinded little question
that I cannot answer;
and I have to be the same,
I would, daffodil,
so darkness spills
and grasses greener, taller;
where are answers
when time already passed
but I tell you daffodil
I wont wish the lot
when you are not;
pity little dandelion,
everything’s the same;
afraid of light, darkness;
and I cant find
what I find
I cant answer
what I answer
I cant ask
what I ask;
no one knows
light shines heavy
and don’t forget
to remember me,
daffodil,
you are,
and I’m not over.
Monday, November 29, 2004
Light Shines Heavy
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