“I wish that silence really means yes
So that I can kill you and ask you if you love me”
-Random Seat Vandal
Bleed rose of red, bleed
The whims of the world, don’t heed
Your leaves have frayed,
Your colors fade,
Bleed rose of red, bleed
Your crimson nectar oozing free
Dropping slowly for all to see
Your
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