Petals In The Grass

My Holocaust

Thoughts and illusions
Like to flow
Feelings and emotion
I'm unable to show

The holocaust within
Dark and true
Slaughter my happiness
Just for you

Reason for being
Reason for me
Reason for nothing
Is this this way it has to be?

Disturbed am I
Disturbed are you
Disturbed are simple people
Who have no clue


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My Holocaust

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