grass
like grass i am weak
i spring up as weads
you can cut me down
or pluck me up
throughing me to the wind
like grass i am weak
a fleeting moment
I pass by
like fragments of the wind
but in this time of war
i need the straingth
to cary berdons
biger than the tops of mountins
the weight of others lives
apon my back
and when i feel like taring
i canot be cut
or else........
i have seen with eyes of wonder
saprising feets
like granet broke
by ones like me
a single blade of green
crack bolders
biger than the sky
it has allways
been such things
that let mee know
im not that weak
i can servive
i spring up as weads
you can cut me down
or pluck me up
throughing me to the wind
like grass i am weak
a fleeting moment
I pass by
like fragments of the wind
but in this time of war
i need the straingth
to cary berdons
biger than the tops of mountins
the weight of others lives
apon my back
and when i feel like taring
i canot be cut
or else........
i have seen with eyes of wonder
saprising feets
like granet broke
by ones like me
a single blade of green
crack bolders
biger than the sky
it has allways
been such things
that let mee know
im not that weak
i can servive
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