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Such a small delicate petal
placed slowly on a rotting
corpse
you're like a perfect piece of trash
in this never ending world
lurk
lurking around every corner
shy
shy away from a few perfect marks
you wish
don't you?
that you could take it all back.
it's in vain
it's in vain
so vapid and distracted
like a perfect delicate intricate
detail
on a much bigger scale
just human
you're just human
but can you say the same for me?
for i have sinned dear father
take me away with that lavender whip
don't leave stray marks
and don't damage my soul
for i have sinned father
and i feel no remorse.