The black rose
Is the rose of death
There is one budding
For me now
I'm dead inside
No life is left
It's seeping though my body
It's taking over me
I'm breathing by last breaths
No one sees
What is happening
To my spirt ?
Once filled and alive
Now it's dead
Why did it happen ?
No one knows
Only I
Can tell you that
They didn't know
Who I was
I came to them
They turn their heads
They took my soul
And ripped it out
Only to them
It was just a joke
I tired to tell them
I was dying
They didn't listen
Now i'm dead
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