Roses are red, violets are blue,

Why the hell am I even bothering?

Because it's better than cutting.

Your love is as bright as the darkness in my heart.

Let's do a suicide and write in our blood, "Till Death Do Us Part".

Here's my love encased in a rose for you, have you noticed it's distinct smell?

Metallic and red, like the blood I bled, can't you tell?

I almost died dyeing it for you, see the things I would do?

I've had many lovers, they've left terrible scars.

Not only on my heart but on my skin as well, please don't allow me to crumble up and tare.

Love is like murder they say.

Well it's true, just look at Romeo and Juliet. . . Want to make a replay?

I'll update soon, don't worry my loves.

But inspiration has left me with a hug. . .