The roses are wilted,
The violets all dead.
Gloomy heads seen tilted,
Eyes- bloody red.
.
The demons are active,
Round and round in my head.
Nothing’s going right,
The roses are wilted,
The violets all dead.
Gloomy heads seen tilted,
Eyes- bloody red.
.
The demons are active,
Round and round in my head.
Nothing’s going right,

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