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I used to be a promising seed
perhaps a sunflower, or a tree
but feet came along and trampled me
Now Im pretty much just a weed

I saw her growing in the sun
she had the hope Id known
she could of been tall and beautiful
but her proximity to me was her downfall

cause my roots, they spread out
poisining everything in the area
till its all half as dead
as Ive become

Who's to blame for my nature
Where can I place my shame
to my chagrin, theres nothing
to be done, I can only taint everything I see
its the dark in me set free
that I cannot feed and cannot shutter
so even if I restrain, I cannot deny
my true natures beast
it still kills even a little

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