Send me flowers
While I am living
Don’t wait until
I am gone
No sweet words
That paint the air
Hanging there waiting
To fall
No kisses to turn me away
To look for you
When the moon comes out
To dance with the stars
Send me
So when the blossoms fade
And the leaves rot to mush
I can return them home
To the grave, cold ground
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Send me flowers