I think of you and my soul turns to stone,
I think of you i feel cold and alone,
My voice to a shallow withdrawn tone,
My spine shivers along with every ****** bone,
The crown on my head falls straight to the ground,
The glass its made of shatters with one loud sound,
My heart will drop like the beat of a song,
My days will draw on and on so long,
Weary i fall so slowly down into my bed,
I lie down to hide from the thoughts in my head,
CAUSE YOUR STILL THERE

Dear Blood Stained Black Rose,
Disasters seem to strike with many hard blows,
You seem so beaten, battered, and wilted,
But you won't let life leave you tilted,
You don't let life define you,
Instead you bud in the winter and defy nature too,
You press in the snow when the nights grow cold,
You only grow stronger and hold faster as you grow old,
Dear Blood Stained Black Rose you left a lot behind,
It hurts my soul and strains my mind,
As i realize how fierce the storms you face are,
But you still shine bright like the finest star,
Your petals bloom into a beautiful flower,
You give all the credit to the Lord who gave you the power,
Seemingly dead at first i hold my breath,
I am glad you realized life has more hope than death.

Death always comes and knocks on your door,
Life lasts long but not forever more,
A cold shiver own the spine,
More green on a maple or pine,
A deep feeling in the depth of your heart,
A longing wish for a fresh start,
Till little miss reaper creeps out of the Dark,
She means no harm but douses your spark,
She comes in peace and comes with love,
Her very kiss is from heaven above,
She feels alone as we all run away,
I pray for her soul every day,
I long for her warm embrace,
I wish she knew how much i chase,
I do not wish for myself to die,
But saying I do not love her would be a lie,
Being without her reaches down and shatters my soul,
Without my little miss reaper i will never be whole,
I could toil through this short wisp of a life,
Or take the Little Miss Reaper to be my
WIFE