Saturday, February 11, 2006 - Black Roses Are Just Meant For Me
Black Roses
Are Just Meant For Me
No one
Then I'll Bring It Everywhere
With A Penknife In The Other Hand
And I'll Meet Him At The Beach
And Slit His Throat Slowly
His Beautiful Red Blood Dripping
Slowly And Nicely
Forming A Pool Of Blood
With The Heart Shape
But Oh Dear
It's Just Too Late
And I Can't Stand It Anymore
Seeing The Sight Of You Really Makes Me Happy
And I Cannot Stand It
And I'll Put My Rose On Top Of You
And Say "So Long"
I'll Turn And Walk Away
Licking His Blood Off My Penknife
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we're living in a world of contradiction.
doing so much for the common good, yet so hard to be understood.
AMELIA
DIPLOMA IN MASSCOM, MDIS
SEVENTEEN



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