Petals In The Grass
Decaying Me
As I stare into the mirror
All that I see
Is a rotting reflection
A decaying me
Putrid thoughts
Spoiled dreams
Rancid memories
Soured schemes
Decomposing
Stinkings smells
Polluted visions
Foulness dwells
As I gaze into the mirror
I just can't flee
My rotting reflection
And decaying me
All that I see
Is a rotting reflection
A decaying me
Putrid thoughts
Spoiled dreams
Rancid memories
Soured schemes
Decomposing
Stinkings smells
Polluted visions
Foulness dwells
As I gaze into the mirror
I just can't flee
My rotting reflection
And decaying me
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Decaying Me
Decaying Me