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White Daisy, so delicate  so pure of touch. Deadly promises and broken ways turned your once pure soul dark. What created the blackness now coating, covering the white?
 One day I picked a daisy Full of life and flower dreams Some may say I’m crazy But I'm telling you it sings   Tonight it hums a playful tune
where were you on my 10th birthday when i got bruises instead of birthday cake IT WAS A BLESSING IN DISGUISE HE SAID I DONT WANT TO HEAR ABOUT ANOTHER BLESSING IN DISGUISE why is it so hard for u to look me in my eyes
Is it not interesting, the way a single daisy grows through a crack in the sidewalk? Layer upon layer of cement and sweat and exertion were Smoothed into place there and were never meant to be disturbed my man’s efforts.
Is it not interesting, the way a single daisy grows through a crack in the sidewalk? Layer upon layer of cement and sweat and exertion were Smoothed into place there and were never meant to be disturbed my man’s efforts.
It wasnt love at first sight before more like friendly meetings at the movies just like gum stuck on a shoe we stuck to each other
And I sat there My world... a daisy And watched the petals fall off One by One On my deadening flower.
Why, my daisy, Do your petals droop? Fading, falling to the ground? And why, my daisy, Do you bow down to the wind When gusts growl and roar with rage?
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