The voice of the forgotten solider Seanee' Flowers Biography

Daughter I Give

See child look in my eyes
And tell me you under stand
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Looking upon this tree
From which my brothering hangs
With no life
With no words to say
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Hate them
But they love me
What they want to do is freak me
Hold me and then let me go
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Rose’s
Skies
Even butterflies
Flowers
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Free my mind
Free my soul
From that thing called love
I gave it away
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