pétalos de rosa

petals

Garden filled with roses.
She used that thorns to bleed.
Carve the words with red.
Now, playing with her deed.

Don't be distracted.
She's very destructive.
Her wholehearted smile,
Is very complicated.

Now, she's shivering.
Her toes are curling.
Her hands were intoxicating.
Scream her bloodcurdling.

Don't play with her halo.
It's a sharp burning horn,
Disguised as an innocent yellow.
Don't smile through her satisfaction.

You don't know?
Your innocent soul
Is already in her mourn.
She's a great deception.

No one knows her.
She only shows when she is hurt
And you feel outraged.
When her mind is unprivileged.

She's your blue.
You call her obscure.
Who always watches you.
She's beside you.

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Because she's your sinister.

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Who you always hug you.

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When no one was there for you.