Something Great What does it take To be something great To be a delicate Beautiful Flower The battle in me Is for what I will be Versus what I'd like to see It rips at my soul And hurts my heart whole To not know where I will go I'm in a dark room I believe it's my tomb And in it I hear the croons Of the wicked and damned Shall I give them a hand And give in to my Darkest Parts
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