Put the blame on me
Throw it all on me
That's it
Set my anger lit
Yank my chain
Give me pain
Just you wait
I'll show you fate
Wounds bleeding
Blood seeping
Tears falling
Endless crying
Are you happy
For my misery
Are you enjoying
All my screaming
I didn't even ask
I've finished my task
You didn't understand
Burden in my hand
Inflicted pain
Trials in vain
Now it's all gone
The deed is done
It's all just a game
You win only for fame
It's all just the same
And you're to blame
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Hearts of Roses
ŞiirA series of poems about romance life and its ups and downs. Mostly downs, but that's what reality is. Too many ups will give you painful downs. More downs and less ups makes balance. Or maybe I'm just seeing it wrong. Oh, and a wee bit of creepines...
