I lay this bloody rose,
For your eyes to see,
Into your hand,
For it to bleed for eternity,
I want the stench to linger,
For all those bloodshed days,
So when you were in pain,
You\'ll remember me always,
I want the stained pedals to fall slowly,
And for them to remind you,
Of every moment we shared,
And everything we\'ve been through,
I want the vile color to be engraved,
Into your mind until the end,
So you don\'t paint life black and white,
And remember you always have a friend,
And once this rose wilts to nothing but blood,
Think of that bled horizon in the sky,
Just like our friendship,
When all redness illuminates and dies.
THE END
...a bit random
