roses are red, violets are blue

sugar is sweet, and perhaps so are you.

but the roses have wilted,

the violets are dead.

the sugar bowls empty,

your wrists are stained red.

the sun isn’t shining, the sky isn’t clear,

there is no silver lining

because you’re no longer here.

rain keeps pouring, there’s no end in sight,

you’re laying there frozen,

so far from the light.

your beautys unreal, your smile the sun,

but time cant be turned

nor you actions undone.

the words that you wrote, that only I can read.

“I love you so much; please done cry when I’m dead”
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