Black Rose

by Marta   Jan 6, 2004


A black rose I see,
Twisted and tortured just like me.
From heaven to hell,
It's black petals fell.
This rose standing powerfuly strong
Making sure it's doing nothing wrong.
This black rose you see,
Was twisted and tortured just like me.
From the ground to the sky,
There lived a lie.
This rose was nothing but fake,
Just another mistake.
Now this black rose you see,
was nothing but me.

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  • 20 years ago

    by My Obsεssion

    Wow. That was awesome, just plain awesome. Thought I'd check out one of your earlier works and I loved it as well.

  • 20 years ago

    by Marta

    Thanx =)

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