Bloody Rose The petals glisten with pain
They show all the hate
The sorrow
All the blood
Now the petals won't change color
They are crimson
And I can't wipe it all away
It stains
It burns
It just won't show the pureness
Of the white rose
Now it's red
And I can't bare to look at it
What did you intend to do?
Why can't I let the flower soak and revive?
Now the stains have set
And they won't change
Just like you haven't...
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