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Rose of Fate

A rose for all your troubles
To entwine you in your evil deed
To sort aside in your haunted mind
You’re every pain and act of greed

You tried to rid it or your thoughts
To break free from it’s thorns
But soon you quit the endless battle
And allow your soul to be torn

Soon the poison swallows you
To rid you of precious air
To choke you in forever mourning
You know you should have just played fair

Now your thoughts are broken
As you try to finally breathe
But I’m sorry dear it’s to late now
Your time is up; your soul is to leave

You now cry tears or sorrow
Your voice screams with regret
You cry and kick and shriek
If only fate could forget

Now the game of life is over
No time for second chances
You wish you could have done better
For on your fate advances

One last cry you bellow
To beg for your soul to keep
Forever wandering will you be
In an everlasting sleep

Your worries soon will be over
A sword soon through your chest
Forever in your mind you’d scream
But it’s only for the best

You know that you had done wrong
You had and evil heart
But what will killing an evil demon help
You can’t do right from the start

You look at the rose
A tear rolls down your face
You know so soon you’ll be dead
Dead and out of place

You’re doing this for the world
To rid you from this earth
To destroy the evil flesh and blood
That you possessed at birth

You take one last look at the steely blade
You know just what to do
You shut your eyes so very tight
And wait for it to go through

At last it goes through your chest
You crumple to the floor
At least the task is over
And your life is never more

But only evil had left you
Your soul possesses no more
At last you finally are gone
And the evil walked out of the door

You hear some crying, some one near
A dear friend that ridded you of life
Stood weeping over your lifeless corpse
Holding the bloody knife

The rose that held the power
Sat an the floor, mocking you in death
How dearly you wish to destroy it
But it’s too late; you took your final breath

But wait the knife stands over it
A drop of blood ready to fall
The evil rose will end the curse
It will end it all

The drop falls steadily through the air
Hitting the rose with ease
Your eyes suddenly flick open
At last you are able to breathe!

So happy you prevented your fate
And laughed death right in the face
But soon you shut your eager mouth
To save you from quickening fate’s pace