Tuesday, June 28, 2005

Roses Are Red

roses are red
so is the blood
that runs down my arm
just like a flood

violets are blue
just like the bruise
that looks like it hurts
but really it soothes

sugar is sweet
but causes decay
everything good
slowly wastes away

i am the blood
i made the bruise
i'll waste away
and let myself lose


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