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Black Roses

Contributed by thepos on Wednesday, 23rd March 2005 @ 01:34:57 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



Black Roses

We bleed for the glory,
We cry for the pain.
Humans are the sickest life,
That god could ever rain.
We've all felt the fire,
It burns all our lives.
Step into my bitter world,
Before death arrives.
Freeze all the bodies,
So they don't decay.
Freezer burns everywhere,
Join my blood buffet.
The souls of the deceased,
Just can't seem to find.
Join me now everyone,
This is the end of mankind.
Black roses made of solid steel,
Black roses made of blood.
Life is passed through all of it's stem,
And death in each leaf bud.
For every time a life is took,
That wasn't ment to die.
A black rose spreads it's leaves,
And makes an angel cry.
If your filled with anger,
And want to be relieved.
Don't hold back for a moment,
Let it all out on me.
Black roses falling from the sky,
The apocalypse of our prayers.
Set all of heaven to fire,
Nobody really cares.

--Evan L.--

more of my poetry at http://thepoemsofsorrow.com




Copyright © thepos ... [ 2005-03-23 13:34:57]
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Re: Black Roses (User Rating: 1 )
by smiley_jennyxoxo on Wednesday, 23rd March 2005 @ 06:59:41 PM AEST
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that's good, u had a lot of good rhyming in that poem. It's so sad though. It sounds like u have a lot of anger in ur life. I'm glad u can write poetry about it, it's better than holding all the anger inside. Keep writing. Jenny


Re: Black Roses (User Rating: 1 )
by Gothchyk on Thursday, 24th March 2005 @ 12:20:55 AM AEST
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Great dark write, i liked how you incorporated the black roses into it.




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