cigarettes' ashes on my body lay
stains between my legs refuse to stay.


as a little child watched butterflies play,
in a garden of weeds between the mushrooms I swayed.

birds and sunshine acting so gay,
made a skull entirely stitched with clay,

shameless asked to sacrifice head, if may.
took my life to nature away, lived a life for which I had to pay.  




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