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Red Roses

Red Roses
Like a red rose, your mind is riddled with thorns. The thorns that pierce my desolate soul.

Black Roses
Like a black rose, you are cloaked and shadowed by the night, but you are not cloaked by the dawnless morning.

Red Roses
Like a red rose, your hands are painted by monochrome blood. The superficial blood that drips from my pale skin.

Black Roses
Like a black rose, you are devoured and consumed by the darkness issuing from your soul

Black Roses

Red Roses



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