the roads
the roads that seem to grow like thorns
in spiral of deadly poisoned roses
cover ups
cover up
hide aways
in lyrics
of painful deaths
and happy awakenings
like thundering water waves
forget me nots
like crystals in the sand
wiggle away the thought
don't let that
blind your sight
taste the bitterness
and drink it up
Hawaiian bliss
erase the memories
and never look back
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