a black rose
I hold in my hand
some how
I don't understand
why do we love
then we leave?
why cant you see
this pain inside of me?
my heart is as black
as the rose I'm holding
I walk through the darkness
alone
whispers in my ear
ryhms and ridles I hear
the cold wind
blows through my hair
a shiver goes down my spin
am I alone,
or is someone else here?
 
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