Pale Orchid

Pale Orchid
Happy people are sickening 
 No one is ever that happy all the time 

It feels so good to be bad 
 Fighting against the pure 

I let the rage fester, poisoning my conscious 
 Blistering pustules - The Fear - infect my exterior 

It used to make me sad 
 To dwell on the things that I have lost 

I have become hardened against the good 
 In order to restore what was gained.
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