One Black rose

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One black rose was pushed under my door

With red dark blood spilling within

A smile like a ghost

Was painted on the post

 

The Darkness is around me

As the shadows dance to me

One black rose in my hand

With tiny beads of death

 

My veins are popping up

As ringing in my ears

I wring my hands

And cover my tracks

 

I am so worn and weary

Never knowing

What is coming next

The pain comes upon me

 

As my head spins

My body is on fire

My soul is not my own

Where can I go?

 

To lose this black rose

I am losing control

Fighting for my life

I don’t know what to do

 

As I lay on the ground

Blood all around

My heart is flowing

As the last breath I takeImage

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