roses are red
your lips are blue
i hope you like these flowers
because they're for you.
they say you can't hear me
but i don't care
because deep inside
i know you're there.
your skin is pale
and the machines beep
but i know your heart
is mine to keep.
the line is about to go flat
please don't go
you're the one i call home
the only one i know.
your heart isn't beating now
your skin is cold
there goes my dreams
of us growing old.
these roses are red
but my heart is blue
and you left me now
and i miss you.
Sep 13, 2013
Sep 13, 2013 at 3:55 PM UTC
roses are red
your lips are blue
i hope you like these flowers
because they're for you.
they say you can't hear me
but i don't care
because deep inside
i know you're there.
your skin is pale
and the machines beep
but i know your heart
is mine to keep.
the line is about to go flat
please don't go
you're the one i call home
the only one i know.
your heart isn't beating now
your skin is cold
there goes my dreams
of us growing old.
these roses are red
but my heart is blue
and you left me now
and i miss you.
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