FLOWER OF DEATH
"Chrysanthemum"
Bells ringing in tower
Place surrounded by flower
Everything is lacking power
Can't wait to go lower
Even with the cries of plea
Nothing can change the fact I have to flee
Hoping my decision had made everyone free
Though it did nothing to me
Lying in this bed
My heart is stabbed
For nothing has made me this shattered
No one seems to care
Why am I still suprised?
When I was breathing, no one cared
And now that I have left
They will live happily
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