Roses are red, violets are blue,
sugar is sweet and perhaps so are you.
But the roses have wilted, the violets are dead, the sugar bowl's empty, your wrists are stained red. The sun isn't shining, the sky isn't clear; there's no silver lining cause you're are dead. Rain keeps on pouring, there's no end in sight, you're laying there frozen, so far from the light. Your beauty's unreal, your smile the sun, but time can't be turned nor your actions undone. The words that you wrote that only i read, "I love you so much; dont cry when im dead." A bond that we formed, a love that ran deep, a pain that we shared; a friend i could keep. I wanted to hold you, wipe the tears from your eyes; been there the moment you said goodbye.
I want to forget but most times i don't.
I want to let go, but i know i won't.
Tears on my face, burned memories in my mind; the roses have wilted, the violets are dead. — polvore
