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In a rose, I once was trapped miasma-ta,

But now as the petals turn hazy,

You are my world, and I'll escape into you,

And you'll confuse your sane with your crazy.

As you try and take in, my toxic fragrance,

You'll forget to breathe, with every breath.

You'll beg for your coffin and I'll show it to you,

But mind you, I won't gift you your death.