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A rose was given as a sign of love,

but now that rose has withered away,

that love is gone, along with the rose,

no use trying to save it now,

its gone and theres no way of getting it back,





"fuck the world" thats what you said to me,

you made me feel loved and special.

You said you loved me,

but now I can see that emotions can kill,

because as i sit here thinking of the tragedy we called love,

i cut a vein, but there is no pain.

then i stab myself in the heart for its the only part of me thats broken.



I wake up with the bright lights in my eyes,

as i come to focus and i see you,

and you whispered in my ear

"I love you"..........Now What





Nicole Torres