The Dead Flower
Daisy, Age 13, Brooklyn, NY

The dead flower so red
The lost of lives
The blood dripping from it
So sad for all
So sad

The dead flower
So much to know
So little time to find out
Friend, family, loved ones
All gone
Miss all

I am the only one here
In the dark
I wish I could have gone along
With everyone

The dead flower
Means death
Donít avoid it
I did
And all has gone
Just pay attention to all
Love all
Donít hate it.

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