-Seed-
I am a seed waiting to be planted
i see my god dig a deep dark hole
as he stuffs me in there
i wonder if all my kind
has the same fate
he pours sweet water on me
and i go to sleep
-I am a seed-
I wake up as i
sprot out of the ground
i hear a thunderstorm coming
"aahh" my first bath
As the water comes from the black heavens above
I wonder if i will
Survive
AS the summer goes on
I waite for my master to come
And he does not
-I was a seed-
I grow weak weak weaker
and i die with the thought
that some one
might take my place in this caotic world
Iwas a seed waiting
to be planted
and now i am a flower
waiting to get buried
-I wish i was a seed-
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