Petals In The Grass

Affliction

Fragile is my heart
Brittle is my soul
Frail is my mind

Excercise these demons
From a lingering past
Chase them into obscurity
Parents are suppose to be there for you
People are too
They flee from my illness
As though I have a plauge
My misery needs a companion
I suffer alone


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Affliction

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