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Flowers of disease

A garden of torment
It's only filled with weeds
My seed is not pure
Though you long to watch me bloom...
Flowers of disease
I know you don't love me
But I only long to grow

I only long to grow a heart
That doesn't have a soul
My seed is not pure
Though you long to watch me bloom
The petals I once had
Were torn off
My seed is not pure
Though you long to watch me bloom
Flowers of disease
Water these flowers of disease
Written by Stef68
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