Red Poppy from Wildflower by Pyrophoria

You thought you knew me from before
You used to lie down with me on the floor
I don't look for anyone anymore
I write home to no one in my house from war

I latched my door and do not leave
What do I do when I no longer grieve

The tears that streamed down my face had gone
I don't know what to write about in a song
Everything I had known went wrong
It's over, but it's been so long

I latched my door and do not leave
What do I do when I no longer grieve

The rain came down from what I could see
A summer storm had once ruined me
She said, I know it's you, but it was no longer me
You can't come inside for the debris
I can't love anyone as a draftee
Victory isn't sweet when it don't come free

I latched my door and do not leave
What do I do when I no longer grieve

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