Like the dust of a dandelion I hold you in my hand and blow you away
If I ever long to gaze upon your yellow floral mockery
I'll remember you were just a weed
stealing nutrition from my earth and spreading your strangling seed
through my fertile land
Catch the current of a turbulent wind and fly far, far away
to rob the livelihood of one who believes you're a flower.
Written by: Someone Dope
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