Literature
summer flowers
When we die i remain with you
All my heart will stay as true
Since the time i saw those skies of blue
Now its dark i cannot stand
To look at your face,the bloody sand
Who killed you my summer flower
And left me here to cringe and cower
I could help you, feed you, love you
We'll have children
Please, lets do
I can follow if i want to
If they will let me, I'll stay true
All i need, a knife or noose
I can break that holy truce
This is the only way