• Roses are red
    Violets are black
    you point and make fun of me cuz its souls you lack



    Pain is black
    Blood is blue
    As much as i cut my self i still cant forget you
    Snow is white
    Death unknown
    Its seems in this time away my pain and longing for you has grown


    Love is pink
    Hope is dead
    As am I ,my love for you has run dry, as am I, atop this rope if only I had a little more hope