“My heart is a flower, budding, blooming, dripping dew, dropping petals all over the place, making a big hopeless mess, stinking things up, waiting for someone to come flying over and suck the pollen out of me. Suck me dry. 'Til I wilt. 'Til I am nothing. 'Til next spring.”

—  John S. Hall

"My Heart Is a Flower"
Lyrics, The Way to Salvation (1991)

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Poet, author, singer, lawyer 1960

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