Roses of insecurity and doubt
Infiltrate my Garden of Babylon
These beautiful weeds run rampid
Their Kudzu like power
Strangles all life out of my Eden
Thorns taring at the flesh
And piercing my soul
Scorched Earth seems to be
My only choice
Now as I wall off Eden
Throwing out all close to me
I call upon the Phoenix
To repaint Eden from its
Corrupted ashes
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