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Death By Roses
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2005 Lovers they were
Lovers they thought
They would forever be
And this is the lesson to be taught
Coming home one night
Two dozen black roses
He held for her in his hand
She will like them he supposes
Then he stumbles upon
What he never thought he’d see
He found her in bed
With not one man but three
In a fit of sexual rage
He ties each to a bedpost
Silently debating to himself
Who he wanted to hurt most
Holding six roses at a time
He used the stems of the roses
To saw into their necks
He left them in their ghastly poses
He watched them die
In doing so an erection grew
With her dying breath
She watched he spew
~Chrystal
Written on
October 4, 2005
