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This has come to end.
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In moments these flowers will bloom and rot.
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In moments your beauty, laid to waste.
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Your convictions felt.
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Your convictions denied.
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Your convictions felt.
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Waiting as I saw you fading.
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Like everything in time you weathered and you died.
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Pull the pedals and rot.
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Dead eyes for false lies.
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Funeral Grade Flowers
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