There once was a garden I played there everyday Then one day the evil came The flowers went away It left with me a demon That grows inside of me Everyday I struggle That I might be set free I wait through darkness until light No longer able to sleep through night To be awakened by my fright The dead flowers all I see Only nightmares, no more I scream On my knees I beg to dream Of my garden by the stream When everything was pink and green And there were flowers in my garden
Reason for writing:
The reason behind this is something that has never been
spoken about.It happenend years ago and I am not at liberty
to discuss it.
Birth sign: Pisces
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