The roses pedals are bleeding,

The rabbits are screaming,

The seeds are blooming.

The music looks real nice,

The animals are taking over,

The flower eats the fly.

The owl cries,

Everyone lies.

People come to live on this earth, then die.

This insanity is too much to take,

I die before I wake.

Thanks so much for this mystical god.

This is pure insanity

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