Black Rose

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Your hand goes slack in mine

your lips still in a smile

your shirtfront is wet from my tears

and your eyes still stare into mine


They try to take you from me

they try to pull us apart

and when they won

all I could do was scream


And on the final final day

when you lie in your coffin

you look almost asleep

except, that you aren't breathing


And in that moment

our time flashes by

and I'm powerless

all I can do is cry


I see you laughing, smiling

I see you in my arms

I see you kissing me, the ghost of which haunts me

and last, I see you asleep in my arms


My tears flow freely

and my knuckles are white

If only you were like that again

If only we could go back to the times


my last gift for you, my dear

my last kiss to you

but your lips are cold

and heart has given up


Our parting has come at last

they come to bury you

So I lay my last gift to you on your chest

an single black rose

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