Yesterday was perfect
Like something I have always dreamt
But today is as if we're nothing
Like a book put back on the shelf
We raised a garden of roses
Beautiful but filled with thorns
Be careful what you will hold on to
Or else you will be hurt
You chose the flower
That nobody chose
You found beauty in it
Even with its flaws
Everyday petals fall
You tried to pick them up
Even with the thorns
You wouldn't even surrender
Warning signs were given everyday for you
Days and days you wouldn't listen
Each day becoming too painful
You're running our of time as so you think
Perhaps you were right
You knew all along
Roses are beautiful
But they aren't meant to last
Now you see what happens
Remember to never mess with that
Mar 31, 2020
Mar 31, 2020 at 11:56 AM UTC
Yesterday was perfect
Like something I have always dreamt
But today is as if we're nothing
Like a book put back on the shelf
We raised a garden of roses
Beautiful but filled with thorns
Be careful what you will hold on to
Or else you will be hurt
You chose the flower
That nobody chose
You found beauty in it
Even with its flaws
Everyday petals fall
You tried to pick them up
Even with the thorns
You wouldn't even surrender
Warning signs were given everyday for you
Days and days you wouldn't listen
Each day becoming too painful
You're running our of time as so you think
Perhaps you were right
You knew all along
Roses are beautiful
But they aren't meant to last
Now you see what happens
Remember to never mess with that
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