Monet DreamlessRose


Death Lullaby

A lullabye twists itself and dances over the river of red
Red as blood that floats across the white bed
Bed of roses with small, white stones that takes their place
Their place in the red embrace ever so lightly carressing their porcelain face
Porcelain face that shows no feelings except a shine of a smile
A smile that charms the roses and have them offer their life to spread themselves as far as a mile
A mile long of petals of tears of happiness just to have a kiss
A kiss from their tre

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