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roses are red,
violets are blue,
sugar is sweet,
and so are you.

razors are grey,
skins turning blue,
all of the pain,
reminds me of you.

anger is red,
depression is blue,
you are all red,
and I'm feeling blue.

roses are dead,
violets are crying,
im in the hospital,
they say I'm dying.

roses in red,
violets in blue,
lie on my grave,
with a note just for you.

"roses are red,
violets are blue,
I hope you know,
I did this for you."

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