Roses
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I look in the mirror
And I don't know who
I see staring back at me.
Roses are white
Lilies are green
Can you feel the fright
That is in this scene?
That is inside of me?
Roses are black
Carnations are pink
I feel I must attack
All that my mind does think
Will forever scar me.
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