There's black roses,
all around,
around you,
People think your crazy,
crazy because you love black roses,
crazy because black means death,
death will come now or later they would say,
watch out because black roses aren't the only thing thats black,
your soul,
your soul is black,
black because no one cares,
cares about you,
then a guy comes along,
hes just like you,
he loves black roses,
has a black soul,
then you guys meet,
and fall in love,
not puppy love,
in love,
then the black roses around aren't black,
your soul isn't black,
they both,
both are red,
because you found someone who cares and loves you,
for who,
who you are!
What do u feel when u read this
Comments
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wow very gd. Nice emo themed romantic poem. I like how when 2 ppl feeling the same feelings with black souls come together and then their colour turns 2 red. great write
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