Roses

March 15, 2011
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Roses are red violets are blue, my heart is black, and dead too.
My soul is broken so I’ll end my life.
Although she might cry I’ll use this knife.
Hate consumes my mind and sorrow fills my soul.
Illness fills my heart for she will feel the toll.
The Reaper says I shall live another day, but I could not bear this pain.
As I lay I dream of her, but it’s all in vain.
I know we will never be, so I wish it all away.
Now I know I will end it all another day.





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