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Bloody Stained Rose
by: YinyangGal
Red Stains of blood,
Printed on this white rose.
Blood dripping silently off my tormented soul.
But no one sees these tears,
of blood that escapes my body,
Or those tears,
that rolled off my cheeks.

Those drop of blood are from my heart,
the drops of blood that stained this rose.
Now whom shall I give,
This crimson, Stained rose to.
A love or a Lie,
which I can Not chose.
For my heart has been raped with continuous despair.

What help is there in this world?
The help of choice is what I need.
But now I guess I will remain,
holding this bloody rose,
For now.