You gave me a dozen roses
Thinking it would ease my pain
But instead it only reminded me of what I bear in shame.
I accepted these flowers and again you do the same.
The repetitious behavior that only a boy can bring.
Never learning from the mistakes and forever making more
Not a man, but still a boy that fails to understand the value of love.
These red, red roses...so beautiful and fragrant.
The intent behind which they were given already withering away.
I dare not place these roses in a vase, but instead return them today from whence they came
For, today I make this promise...you will never have to give me roses again.
May 31, 2016
May 31, 2016 at 11:07 PM UTC
You gave me a dozen roses
Thinking it would ease my pain
But instead it only reminded me of what I bear in shame.
I accepted these flowers and again you do the same.
The repetitious behavior that only a boy can bring.
Never learning from the mistakes and forever making more
Not a man, but still a boy that fails to understand the value of love.
These red, red roses...so beautiful and fragrant.
The intent behind which they were given already withering away.
I dare not place these roses in a vase, but instead return them today from whence they came
For, today I make this promise...you will never have to give me roses again.
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