It's twisted I know
But true
I can only feel love when i'm dreaming it through
While this rose that burdens me
is lying on my chest
I watch as people stare at my lonliness
I sit up stunned as they walk past
Growing fear inside
The red rose wilts as the black rose blooms
Please come back
turn what was once red back again
Take awat this hate that stays,
As the black rose waits in silentness,
as I decay beneath it's beauty,
I need love but I can't feel it,
Won't except it,
I need to open up but the black rose holdsme still
love is what i'll never get,
I know it's twisted but true I can only feel love whrn i'm dreaming it through
The black rose burdens me
until I decay,
\then the black rose turns back to red
to reap me once again
another time left once more among the dead.
i LOVE THIS POEM....THERE IS SOMETHING ABOUT MY PAST...THANK YOU FOR A SUCH LOVELY POEM...
I love how it reads, it is definitely well written, I'd give it a 8 or 9
very good work. i really liked the way you ended it. keep up the great work
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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