One black rose was pushed under my door Withered dark blood spilling within A smile like a ghost Was painted on the post The darkness is around me As the shadows dance to me One black rose in my hand With tiny beads of death My veins are popping up As ringing in my ears I wring my hands And cover my tracks I am so worn and weary Never knowing What is coming next The pain comes upon me As my head spins My body is on fire My soul is not my own Where can I go? To lose this black rose I am losing control Fighting for my life I don't know what to do As I lay on the ground Blood all around My heart is flowing As the last breath I take

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