Roses are red , at least these ones are.
Or is it the blood you bleed every time she flees?
She leaves you there to dry , drains you with
Every silent sneaking...
Scorching remark she makes and so you bleed softly till you die blood in , blood out
Gently swaying , balancing till you die.
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Randoms
غير روائيThe random things I've wrote throughout my 3 years at secondary school, bear with me cuz I've still got a long way to go. ;)
