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EDERA (A song)

Growing from the rocks underneath the earth
My hate towards you pulled out all of my cultivation
My nails scratched the grounds, now, everything is dead, including you
now you're having a stroke
You count 1 2 3 you plucked all my dandelions
But roses with definitely hurt your fingers
You heard I slammed the gates again
Eyes become wide open
Hearts being harshly pounded
This is my garden
and it's not yours, edera
You can't even name everything i've soiled here
You look like a tasty plant treat
so I pushed you into the grinder
Turn you to a fertilizer
Rollin' your eyes left and right at midnight
Tryna seal the titan arum at my backyard
I can see you taking tiny baby steps
So I trip you down trip you down there
So you'll be the body inside my corpse flower
You rot in the core anyways
So let this
Catalyze your death
You count 1 2 3
You plucked all my dandelions
But roses will definitely hurt your fingers
You heard I slammed the gates again
Eyes become wide open
Hearts being harshly pounded
This is my garden
And it's not yours, edera
You can't even name everything I've soiled here
You look like a tasty plant treat
So I pushed you into the grinder
Turn you into a fertilizer