I see nothing but roses
They dance and whirl,
Masking the scent
Of a cadaver’s unfurl
I see nothing but roses
Budded and Bloomed,
Crimson, blinding
The inevitable doom
I see nothing but roses,
Tied to each breath
Blood blends as their thorns
Penetrate my chest
I see nothing but roses.
Do you see them too?
I see nothing beyond,
Nothing but you.
May 25
May 25, 2026 at 6:54 PM UTC
I see nothing but roses
They dance and whirl,
Masking the scent
Of a cadaver’s unfurl
I see nothing but roses
Budded and Bloomed,
Crimson, blinding
The inevitable doom
I see nothing but roses,
Tied to each breath
Blood blends as their thorns
Penetrate my chest
I see nothing but roses.
Do you see them too?
I see nothing beyond,
Nothing but you.
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