.Laying in the garden
Where our pedicels were reaped
Frontal lobe resigning
As I'm heading in to deep
I can't feel you In this sleep
And I'm getting stale
Geranium Collision
Skin i ruptured by these thorns
Absent is the scent
That granted wings for you to stroll
I.
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