Possession My body you may borrow from time to time My heart is one you'll have to find My soul, you see is the devil's own But my mind is mine and mine alone
Bouquet Red roses are your conceit you wish to show me off but I am not your prize.
Purple orchids are your innocence you try so hard to impress me but I am not your mother.
Orange tiger lilies are your problems you give so that I will listen but I am not your shrink
Wildflower a single flower grows wild in the darkest corner within the strongest walls of a hidden garden
watered with solitude nourished by dreams protected from pain she thrives in a place where none can find her
unless she wants to be found
and if you never pluck her from her garden then she will be yours forever
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