I lay upon this bed of thorns,
My blood has stained the white roses red,
You stand beside me and scorn,
But I won't surrender until I'm dead,
I will fight and scream until the end,
You cannot silence my will,
As I wish, hope and dream, the silent prayers I send,
I know my message will conquer all,
The trials and tribulations I went through will not be in vain,
For as we all know,
You canot avoid the stain,
Of a tainted soul and fading light,
I am far from losing this fight.
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