The Roses Have Wilted

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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 bowls empty, your wrist are stained red.
The sun isn't shining, the sky isn't clear;
There's no silver lining cause you're no longer here.
Rain keeps on pouring, there's no end in sight,
You're laying there frozen, so far from the light.
Your beauty's unreal, your smile the sun,
But time can't be turned or your actions undone.
The words that you wrote that only I read,
"I love you so much; please don't cry when I'm dead."
A bond that we formed, a love that went deep,
The pain that we shared; a friend I couldn't keep.
I wanted to hold you, wipe the tears from your eyes;
Been there the moment you said your goodbyes.
I want to forget, but most times I don't,
I want to let go, but I know that I won't.
Tears on my face, memories burn in my head;
The roses have wilted, the violets are dead.

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