I lay flowers at your feet - Beg you to dance again I need to learn not to dig up the earth I sit here now, on top of your ground Waiting for the grass to grow I hold flowers at your feet I remember when we danced I sit here and tell myself "Its time to go..." But the grass wont grow And my legs don't move - I don't move...except for the tears Gravity steals from my face Water makes the grass grow Flowers make this place yours Flowers, and hearts drawn in the dirt And countless messages Burried beneath this ground That we all dig up And then push back down
Reason for writing:
In loveing memory of Anna S. who was killed by a drunk driver.
Birth sign: Libra
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