I looked until I was tired
Seeing my eyes in the mirror
I cried because I was torn apart
The flowers in the flowerbed
The wrists and the wrists cut off
And the rest of my entire body
There are flowers covering the roof
And under my pillow
There are flowers everywhere
br/>There are flowers in everything I see
The pain will heal these regrets
The serum tastes like tears
The flowers smell like death
The pain will close these cuts
Flowers
Flowers
Plastic flowers don't die

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