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Darkened Thoughts
I'd rather die then be with you
Your leaving me all alone and confused
Slice my wrist and watch them bleed
Watch it bloom into a seed
A flower of love so ugly to bare
Pick it prune it I don't care
One by one the petals fall off
Until there's nothing left to show off
An ugly girl who's such a mess
Whose heart is full of distress
No one cares they say she's full of hate
She'll never again find a new mate
To help her bloom into a rose
A prize possession to be shone.
