Petals In The Grass
Weeds
The weeds still grow
In the garden of my soul
My reality tries to pull them
Then fill the empty hole
The weeds still grow
And attack my moral being
It''s hard to see over them
I still see the things I''m seeing
The weeds still grow
Wrapped around my heart
The soil is still fertile
I try digging from the start
The weeds still grow
I must be on my way
Weeds are just unwanted plants
That grow within me today
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Weeds
Weeds