PUTRID ROSES
FOUND ON A MORALLY DISTURBED HEIGHT OF SOCIETY
NESTLED AS THE HEROINE OF AIR
OBTRUDED OVER MOUNTAIN TOPS THAT GO FURTHER THAN FAIRIES AND THEIR EXISTING IMAGINATIONS
I WANT TO SEE THEM ALIVE, BUT I DON'T WANT TO GROW IMPATIENT
WITH THE FUCK, I STOOD THERE GLISTENING LIKE MARYJANE'S SHRUB
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