i woke up in a wierd place
couldnt find anyone, not a single face
but there were roses ,roses every where
only one rose for it i did care
didnt know why ,mabe its red color mybe its warm smell
feelings very strange,in a wierd place maybe heaven maybe hell
then i walked into it,passing every other rose
and decided to pull it and take it with me for no couse
as i garbed it,it cut my hand and made it bleed
as it kept hurting me,i had for it more need
my head kept telling me to let go
but my heard didnt and said no
and to this day i'm trying to have it as i'm going through pain
couse its a beautiful pain,beautiful rose,without it i'll go incane
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