Roses are dead,
Violets don't bloom,
Your face is not one read,
For the shadows still loom.
We try to move on,
But are still held back,
For dusk and dawn,
Are out of the sack.
Hold on my love,
The words you had said,
The words you utter,
Before your last breath.
But how does thy hold on?
When the world crumbles,
For you are far gone,
Me left within a volcano that crumbles..
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A/N: AHHH!
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