Washed by the sheets -
The corn who sides by my thorns -
Stabbed in the back, winter is normal -
The ice around my soul was reborned -
Felt, the heat in cold -
Sweet has never sugared bold -
Delt the sixes of spades -
Won the site to my grave -
Where demons dwell in fear -
I call the hive -
Sweet sugar coated candy -
Flame blamed -
Fire tamed -
Home sown
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