The Devils Garden ( Into the Wicked )
Into the wicked Garden plucked by pedophiles
Trimmed by wieght loss
Behold, Daffodiles sprout in least theories
Their drama is the same act
Carrying around a weed that kills
Daff? Do you have an unspoken attraction to off- balanced sprouters
Can't control their seeds, so they're left growng contradictions
Of contradictions begets stereotypes
Wine so sweet, It's better with sin
Munching with the cannibals
Mid-days are spent in indulgences
Periwinkle blue skies and twilight summers
The Garden will stay bloom by bloom,
Flourish with fatigue are the gentle and pure
But the Wicked Garden will always be in spring
Summer to our youth
Winter to the old
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