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Flames of passion dying red Ambers fading - turning black Dreams of love filled thoughts Turning into pain filled doubts Mind caught in purgatory Of self inflicted speculation Angels falling from skies above Demons raising from hateful contemplation Roots never had a chance to take Roses welting from the lack of faith From the start you already knew That what you felt was so untrue Black roses is what I’ll give to you To signify the end of what we meant to you.
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Oct 5, 2018
Oct 5, 2018 at 8:25 PM UTC
Black Roses
Flames of passion dying red Ambers fading - turning black Dreams of love filled thoughts Turning into pain filled doubts Mind caught in purgatory Of self inflicted speculation Angels falling from skies above Demons raising from hateful contemplation Roots never had a chance to take Roses welting from the lack of faith From the start you already knew That what you felt was so untrue Black roses is what I’ll give to you To signify the end of what we meant to you.
timur-shamatov
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Oct 5, 2018
Oct 5, 2018 at 8:25 PM UTC
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