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Hot House



When I was a little kid
Life was a blooming bud

My mind was a garden
Of which i'm the warden

Daily I watered my sprouts
It started taking deep roots

I fertilized my mind
With thoughts so kind

Flowers bloomed everywhere
I attended to it with much care

Days started rolling
With burdens curling

Good thoughts displaced
Evil intentions gets replaced

No more hot shine
No more cool rain

Foul wind has destroyed
The happy flowers I enjoyed

My heart is now a waste land
With nothing but weeds in hand

There is no more garden
Life is getting harden

If there be another sun shine
I will transform my garden into a shrine
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Submitted on January 21, 2013

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