The Black Rose
A black rose
A gift of love or a gift of death
It’s what my angel gave to me
I don’t know but I’ll soon see
He holds me in his arms
Being this close I know I’ll be in harm
His whispers softly caress my ear
But I don’t care, I want him hear
He’s my angel of death
And I’m willing to sacrifice my every breath
I know our love can’t be forever
But I’ll be happy as long as when I leave we’re together
I never wanted to leave here
Stay by my side
I feel bound to you by love and fear
He pulls me closely to his chest
Gasping I can feel my last breath
Clinging to him I feel tears in my eyes
Knowing I’ll never have time to say goodbye
The darkness encases my body and mind
Death is ready to make its bind
Knowing this would be costly
I pulled him closely kissing him urgently
And with that last kiss he killed me softly
~BrokenAngel714
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