A Corpse In a Field of Beauty
There lies a corpse of someone I once knew.
Withering and vanishing with the ever gentle touch of life.
As does the violet rose that surrounds it, bathing in its sadness.
And its torment of a false love
There lies a corpse of someone I once knew.
Withering and vanishing in a field of beauty.
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