Edera
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Growing
From the rocks underneath the Earth
My hate towards you who pulled out all of my cultavation
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 will definitely hurt your fingers
You Heard i slammed the gates
Eyes become wide open
Hearts being harshly pounded
This is my garden
And it's not yours, Edera
You can't even name anything that i have soiled here
You look like a tasty plant treat
So i pushed you into the grinder turn you into a fertiliser
Rolling your eyes left and right at midnight
Tryna steal the titan arum at my backyard
I can see you taking tiny baby steps
So i tripped you down there
Till you be the body inside my corpse flower
You rot in the core anyways
So let this catalyse 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 name anything that i have soiled here
You look like a tasty plant treat
So i pushed you into the grinder turn you into a fertiliser
From the rocks underneath the Earth
My hate towards you who pulled out all of my cultavation
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 will definitely hurt your fingers
You Heard i slammed the gates
Eyes become wide open
Hearts being harshly pounded
This is my garden
And it's not yours, Edera
You can't even name anything that i have soiled here
You look like a tasty plant treat
So i pushed you into the grinder turn you into a fertiliser
Rolling your eyes left and right at midnight
Tryna steal the titan arum at my backyard
I can see you taking tiny baby steps
So i tripped you down there
Till you be the body inside my corpse flower
You rot in the core anyways
So let this catalyse 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 name anything that i have soiled here
You look like a tasty plant treat
So i pushed you into the grinder turn you into a fertiliser