In my next life, I want to be a flower,
A flower that you will see,
Every morning when you wake up,
To smell the sweet morning.
In my next life, I want to bloom,
I want my sweet nectar to be your sweet honey,
I want to make you smile even on your saddest days,
Because I will be made for your happiness.
In my next life, I want to be a flower,
I want to grow outside your garden,
So that you can tend to me,
Giving me attention without asking for it.
Flowers, flowers, flowers,
In my next life, I want to be a flower,
A flower for your vase beside your bed lamp,
A flower to make your life a little less sad.
P.S SEND ME FLOWERS!
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