Dead, Bloody Roses

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is kind of macabre but it how I felt at the time. This is no longer relevant, but I thought I'd upload it for your reading pleasures. Enjoy!


Submitted: November 29, 2011

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Submitted: November 29, 2011



Roses are red,
Violets are blue:
We met the other day
But now it's been a whole year.
Roses are firey,
You could do no wrong;
Violets are violent
When you speak my heart beats
Strong and true.

You were gorgeous, indeed,
Innocent, it seemed,
And I loved you.

Now my roses are fading
And my violets grow dull.
When you waste in size
In that falsetto-innocent slumber,
Are you dreaming of me?
Or her.

For the eyes,
For the lips,
For the meaning of tomorrow...
Well now it's tomorrow,
But where's my prince?
Regifting my dead, bloody roses.

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