BLACK ROSES HOLDS SECRETS
Black Roses holds secrets
In my bed of black roses he left a note
Where I dream secrets my spirit will float
the back of my eyelids keep seeing his note
hid words he engraved into my soul
I wanna believe all the things you've written
all the promises that you will always be apart of me
that we would always be written into history
we will grow old together
make love forever
our names would be into the heavens of stars
that will always shine by far unto the sea of dreams
In the life made up of strings of you and I
being pulled by secret of lies
oh how this makes me cry
I want true love
not just something of darkness of words and dreams
I want your words to be true
I know not to believe you
I know my falls and fights that brought me here
that seem to disappear with the night
with the velvet moon of time
you can't understand my sane nightmare
because you are the main charterer
In my bed of black roses I cried with all your lies
Where I dream secrets of long ago
things that no one knows
In the red sky of your hypnosis
It's only my beginning of the pains of blood stains
across the sky of your lies
I have the feeling I'll go down with you
Down that sad broken road with you
a place I don't want to see ever again
but that is how this old dream goes it has no end
Everyone still walks with fear in their lives
past the place movie stars go to die
watching me cry in the night
locked away into a castle upon a darken hill
Streetlights filter through my window of time
Knowing life's a real short time into the back of my mind
others cry out saying we see your candle in your window
we hear your cry's deep into the night
where the wind blows the pains you hold
I shake the hands of all my old enemies
I ignore the threat of their disease of lies and jealousy
In my bed of black roses is were I lose my head
if this is where I am
and if this is where you are than this is where I stand
I stand alone into the night all over again
the old rain is where I dance into the blood stains of me
Alone into this darken spell of broken dreams
Where secrets are told to the unknown.
Poetic Lilly J. Emery (c)
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