Rose blossoms always sit so pretty...
Perhaps that's why I feel so shitty...
When the sky grows ever so dark,
The rain pours to make it's mark.
A heart grows callous, bleeding out.
So tell me when in family do we shout?
A mind crumbles from the pain,
By righteous hand, are they slain.
"Stay with me, please." Was a demand,
That in which they escaped a reprimand.
They say life is a show, is it not?
"When will these lights dim" that's what was thought.
Tired eyes, broken legs, a voice so dry.
The rain drowned every cry,
They all stood there, smiling a tad...
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Asking, "Why so sad?".
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