Roses are red, violets are blue
Sugar is sweet and perhaps so are you,
But the roses have wilted, the violets are dead,
The sugar bowels are empty, your wrist are stained red
The sun isn't shinning, the sky isn't clear,
There's no silver lining beaches your not here,rain keeps on pouring there's no end in sight ,
Your laying there frozen so far from the light,
Your beauty's u real,your smile the sun,
But time can't be turned nor your actions undone,
I wanted to wipe the tear, and tell you have no fear,
But I guess the end was so near.
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