Petals In The Grass

Make Me Correct

This parasite that infects
Let my molting begin
Shed this rotting skin
Bring the leech to suck out the poison
I'm contaminated badly
Polluted with such sorrow
Is there a remedy out there?
I need the antidote
For this plunderer of the mind
Rebuild me
Make me correct


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