Valentine's flowers
Written by Tulip
Valentine is too far away for me
For so many flowers just weep
Be merchandised they don't need
And they want nothing but being free
I want to say in my heart I love you
But I can't hurt flowers' soul
So their ever growing rich I hope
Become more beautiful for both
Written by Tulip in Suzhou
on Valentine's Day
14/02/2012
情人节【花语】
原创 Tulip
情人节离我相距遥遥
有多少花儿泪如水漂
世俗化商品她们 不求
只想要还原重现自由
我想说我深深的爱您
但我无意伤 害花之魂
但愿花肥久盛春常艳
为你和我好事促成双
原创 Tulip 写于苏州
2012年2月14日情人节
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