~~~Withered and twisted, the leaves turn to dust
Layers of waste, stack high to the sky,
Never being smothered by the weight of the gravel
Pushing downward, somewhere will break base
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Hearts with pink glow, fail to rise
Into the dreams, of those who look up
Shard glass stabs cold blood, begging and end
Once will we find the dust so dense
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Taking into minds, love of dust
For it can only torment the poor
Taunting it's potential beauty
That only the wealth will behold
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The Dust turned to Diamonds, will own their souls
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