Roses are Red
Violets are Blue
a broken heart
torn in two
the blood rushing
down the spine
of a girl whos sick of lies
from a guy
which she thought
she loved alot
with one cut
to heal the pain
she splits open a major veign
motionless
as she lay on the floor
she thought to herself
as she fades away
no more suffering no more pain
for when all is said and done
she had relized
that he was not the one
Roses are Red
Violets are Blue
the blood of a broken heart
washes away into distrust
as the body of the broken hearted
fades away
Waiting,
seeing
hearing the noise
of a man
who killed by choice,
hideing,
scared,
when he will leave,
so i can break out of this room,
soon,
before it becomes my tomb,
if i dont do something,
im gonna shout
he walks right by,
with a twich in his eye,
waiting for the time to pass,
im going to die
i cant feel my hand,
for he choped it off.
i hate that man,
i know what i have to do,
get me out of this place,
before it becomes my tomb,
a noise is heard from a corner of the room,
it struck me with fear,
the noise of a chainsaw near,
i look around and then i see,
the man waiting to kill,
staring at me,
i sceam!
i shout!
i claw!
i baww!
please!
NO!
please!
leave me be!
then he said with a chuckle in his voice,
leave you be...
no maam ima set y u free!
waiting,
seeing,
hearing the noise,
of the chainsaw,
from the man who killed by choice.
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