Frantically running through the catacombs of peril So far from hollow
A nightmare interpreted into something so beautiful Flooding your senses like tsunami of light Inferiority races through your veins Monumental photographic memory Converted into self
The flowers grow in a perfect circle
Displaying harmony and content
As you pick each one A part of you dies Like each perfect blossom Inferiority races through your veins Never to surface without warning again.
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