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Crap

Smiles and butterflies was once the morning sun,
now its vailed by a thick black smothering paste,

morning glories and roses grew inside me,
now only weeds reside,

crows fly around my mind,
they have eaten my tounge
so no one can hear my torment,

I feel they will soon be wanting all of me.

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