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You gave me blood roses

Don't you deny,

Back when my heart was a rose

not an eye.



Heart shaped or lung shaped

They blossomed and died

Those roses, those roses

You used them to lie.



My roses, they withered

In a glass full of vapour

I pressed them in books

Between tissue and paper



The stems, I gave them

to soil and to germs

For nourishment

and to feed the worms.



The pages,

they flattened those petals and dried

Those petals, I used them

I used them to cry.



You gave me blood roses

Don't you deny,

Back when my heart was a rose

not an eye.....