Gave you a rose,
To show you my love.
You turned it around,
And stuck it right through my heart.
Blood trickling down the stem,
Leading me to my end.
The thorns tearing into my heart,
Splitting my veins apart.
Petals falling at a fast pace,
As quick as my soul escapes.
You left my heart dying,
And my body crying.
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