Red Roses,
Red Heart,
Red Blood,
I bleed for you.
Roses Die,
Heart's Break,
Blood Flows,
Mine Finds a new route.
Once a peaceful undisturbed stream,
Now rushing towards this new exit,
Where there's light, and other new unseen things,
Where the light bounces off something metal.
Now there's sound, the whisper of a sob,
But somewhere a feeling of victory,
What was Meant was done,
The red stream flows now benetath my feet.
A displayed memory that only can fade,
Soon there will be another,
More lost blood will drop to the floor,\leaving those who didnt make it to wait.
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