MY OWN PLANT ITA Poem by Sir Robert Robbie Lord Dudley
all the way, everywhere, there
i like to be when i'm feeling like this
i'm wanting something together beautiful
what is, that is, my heart, just knew
to follow it and i took a look into the color
the whole picture i'm yearning mad crazy purple
but beautiful with all my heart feeling good
and i don't throw away what matters to me
journeying to the very heart of my own plant it
with red dirt that don't hurt i'm happy whiles i dig it
very deep, very broken, i can forget it
deeper troubles, here-in, somehow, i found my center corkscrew
opening now i sure see what you means to me
it's difficult a bit but i can understand it
it's difficult a bit but i look forward to it
so way off, way in somewhere beautiful
i'm hoping i find you, my own plant it
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