When will you bloom
I need to know for it has to be soon.
It walks to the tomb
Almost as if it is certain of its doom.
You are no Heidi Klum
That boy still seems to scurry to his room.
What have we here?
Are my eyes deceiving me
or did it just look in the mirror?
I told you so,
You are nothing but a woe.
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