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If roses are red
Then they were once angelic white
Having been painted
By death's bloody aftermath
If violets are blue
I see purple and pink too
Showing skin shades
As you fell to final end
Now, roses are red
Dripped in the blood
Seeping from the cuts
The vines have scarred
Now, violets are blue
Raging around the sores
As life depletes, here
Draining like colorful blood
Are roses still red
If on the inside
The innocence persists
Like a chance?
Are violets still blue
If the shade of skin
Still hints to pale
Like normal complexion?
But roses must be red
For they would match you
And the colors that seep
From my reaching hands
But violets must be blue
For they need to match
The loss of colors in eyes
Carrying maximum death
Yet, roses are white
Like the angel wings
Spreading out far
Never to not live
Yet, violets are pale
Like the tone
Forever to be seen
On blood-blushing cheeks
Then they were once angelic white
Having been painted
By death's bloody aftermath
If violets are blue
I see purple and pink too
Showing skin shades
As you fell to final end
Now, roses are red
Dripped in the blood
Seeping from the cuts
The vines have scarred
Now, violets are blue
Raging around the sores
As life depletes, here
Draining like colorful blood
Are roses still red
If on the inside
The innocence persists
Like a chance?
Are violets still blue
If the shade of skin
Still hints to pale
Like normal complexion?
But roses must be red
For they would match you
And the colors that seep
From my reaching hands
But violets must be blue
For they need to match
The loss of colors in eyes
Carrying maximum death
Yet, roses are white
Like the angel wings
Spreading out far
Never to not live
Yet, violets are pale
Like the tone
Forever to be seen
On blood-blushing cheeks
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Literature
Escrtito #2 que te dedico.
Ya mi mente envenenada con tu persona ni siquiera puede recordar la razón del por qué estos sentimientos tan destructivos que siento por ti. Ni siquiera sé si tienen sentido mis palabras, cuando hablo de ti me siento como una loca enjaula. Mi locura es el amor que me provocas y mi jaula el deseo que no sacio. Me siento como una estúpida porque me tienes a tus pies y lo sabes, lo sabes porque mi actitud incontrolable te lo demostró. Hay algo que si recuerdo, aquel primer día de clases, aquel sol de 8am que encendía tu pelo color caramelo, aquella mirada profunda atrapada en el vidrio de tus lentes, las vuelta
Literature
Feel it
I have given every sacrifice bled, lost freedom, became a monster just to protect you
Used every skill in human condition which we both know I qualify as an expert. Staying in captivity top three fears of life ( number 1. Become a sandwich number 2. Spiders and number 3. Held captive for any reason if escape was possible!
I laid in a drug haze in the prettiest cage with the key in my hand
My mentor saying hold on the cages break all of them even if you lose the key.
One reason for all this
To prove my love for you is existential everlasting not able to lose not even if you accidentally smothered me to death!
So fuck you I won't die just
Literature
Forgotten Are the Ancients
Where are the Ancients!
Fields of blue
Sparkle thrice,
This Ancient scroll
Pays the highest price
For humanity!
Hundreds and thousands
Die by man's sword,
But No Man is an island
And hatred be roared
Such insanity!
More Ancient beings
Locked away in jars
No eyes shall see
Where they put the stars
Now bring forth.... Christianity!
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I like how you picked a cliché beginning and explored it in such depth.