I left the crowd, to survey the place alone
I walked to someone's garden
The garden was full of flowers
It was a two-story garden
No one was there, I was alone
I walked around, taking pictures
With the wind blowing
It wasn't strong,
But enough to mess my hair
Flowers, it used to make us close
Looking at all those beautiful flowers
Reminded me of the sweet times we had
And also the heartbreak
It was also because of flowers,
That we broke up
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