Monday, July 21, 2003

The rose's tears.

Waves of temptation wash over me
Longing for my sweet, crimson release
I can't give in to this river's current
Wounds don't heal being constantly reopened...

I hate myself so much
So mentally exahuasted
I yearn for the blade's touch
In this maze of feelings I fear
You have completely lost me
And I am searching
For the beauty of a crimson tear...

Melodies of hope, I need your soft serenading
Bring back my joy, which is quickly fading
I cry out to God as this attack begins
I know that He can cause this pain's end...

Everywhere red roses lay
Stained by the blood their thorns have made
Now in the darkness of sorrow the hide
Slowly withering under the pressure of lies...

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