Blood Red Roses
Blood Red Roses
Ahh…roses… how lovely…such a sweet sentiment…so
Beautiful, deep and red.
After all, how does the saying go?
‘Roses are red…etc’
I need not say more, and I agree roses are
Red……………….
Blood Red!
As for that sweet sentiment……
Have we not forgotten ’bout those thorns?
Thorns that inflict pain
Thorns that cut…
Causing us to bleed and…
Blood to flow…
Coloring those ‘lovely’ ’sweet’ roses red…
Blood Red.
So send me no roses…
I don’t need the pain.
Your thorns cutting and thrashing me to bits
Again and again.
Blood flowing relentlessly
Weakening my soul
Making me unable to fight
And having no will to bandage the wounds
From your…
Blood Red Roses!
Ahh…roses… how lovely…such a sweet sentiment…so
Beautiful, deep and red.
After all, how does the saying go?
‘Roses are red…etc’
I need not say more, and I agree roses are
Red……………….
Blood Red!
As for that sweet sentiment……
Have we not forgotten ’bout those thorns?
Thorns that inflict pain
Thorns that cut…
Causing us to bleed and…
Blood to flow…
Coloring those ‘lovely’ ’sweet’ roses red…
Blood Red.
So send me no roses…
I don’t need the pain.
Your thorns cutting and thrashing me to bits
Again and again.
Blood flowing relentlessly
Weakening my soul
Making me unable to fight
And having no will to bandage the wounds
From your…
Blood Red Roses!
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