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I stand alone
I fight away the weed that grew up with me
It wraps around me tight
Don’t let go... day or night
No matter how I try, I’m too weak to fight
But when my gardeners come he’ll slip away
And as soon as its night wrap around till I can’t even sway
I am too scared to tell on him, what will happen if I do?
Will I have to up root? Start a new?
I’m the darkest rose in the garden
And today is my day
I’ll swallow a box of plant killer and in my own pollen I’ll lay.