Blossem tree
The season of the blossom
Tough they all bloom perfectly
In the end they all will fall
The tree will be empty
For another year
Is this the life
It is the truth
Will we humans settle
To be empty all year
To be blossoming for a week
Saddening actually
The tree won't strive
For the impossible
But we do
It's never enough
More more more
We're idiots
Just ask the Blossom-tree
Tough they all bloom perfectly
In the end they all will fall
The tree will be empty
For another year
Is this the life
It is the truth
Will we humans settle
To be empty all year
To be blossoming for a week
Saddening actually
The tree won't strive
For the impossible
But we do
It's never enough
More more more
We're idiots
Just ask the Blossom-tree
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| Auteur: Wicked Rose | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: pantarhei | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 25 januari 2012 | ||
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