With your words you cut so deep
Putting me in a dying sleep
To never awak
Another mistake never to make
I hold the rose you gave to me
Cried the unwanted tears you gaved to me
The day you slipped away
IS when i knew i wasn't going to be okay
As the rose slowley dies
So do i
As my blood slowley drips
The rose from my hand slips
My blood so cold the end i suppose
As the last thing i see is my bleeding rose
 
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