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Purple spider mums
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2006 Purple spider mums
Growing at my heart
I feel guilt so pure and refined
Its not of you or hurting him
But the guilt of the unsure
Unsure in every way I know
My kind, my heart, my soul
Boggled by the thought of you
Tied down by my old memories
I�m drowning in a sea of rage
Hating all that I've become
Like purple spider mums
In the back of my mind
Killing a desire to give in
yeah, they can be stinky like jazzes, lol. Not bad, but not as good as the last one
Nicole.J.Burgesss