Petals In The Grass

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In darken corners I retreat
Sorrow dripping to my feet
All this pain I do excrete
I've never been to complete
My childhood I would never repeat
Nothing is ever perfectly concrete
A world full of such deceit
Depression I reluctantly greet
The taste of melancholia is never sweet
But it's something I always eat
My existence I could delete
Slit my wrists or tie this sheet
Death could be my final defeat


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