He came across a road, where no one must go
It had called to him with an offer to bestow
Anything he could ever want just down the road
But it came with a price like no other
So he looked down this dark path where everything was black and be began to shudder
How could you get mad at such a curious boy?
If he had only knew what risk he was taking
The offer so good it was intoxicating
He stepped onto the road and began to walk
The treacherous journey and no way to turn back
The boy once full of color and joy has now been turned to black
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Wilted Roses
PoetryPoems of sadness. Poems of love. Poems of despair. Poems of everything.