Every miserable morning
As I walk to my inevitable doom
I pass a field of Roses
The landscape is simply abloom
They look at me with a sad weeze
I then notice my nose has started to bleed
Thank you for the good times
But ******* for the bad ones
I hope you find that missing link
That hopefully makes you not sink
I appreciate the flowers you brought
But don't forget about the blood
I'm not afraid of the game
That these ******* flowers play
Thanks again for the opportunity
I'm not using my immunity
I consider hell a second home
It's time to finally say farewell
I will unleash the inner demon
It is finally time to flee
I will **** the cancer inside me
I'm getting ready to pass over
I am about to be set free
I don't believe in 4-leaf clovers
Now that I am gone forever
I must admit to you
These rhymes aren't even clever
I am just another poet
So here is to all of the
Rose Buds and Nose Blood