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The rose is on fire from hidden desire but no longer do the flames burn because she was a liar a tryer she spent her time in sorrow only to borrow hope for tomorrow a mask of portrayed emotions no commotions she feels betrayed yet she's the betrayer she ain't no victim she is a flame who has burned many but now none the fiery is gone the passion has fled she lied and she has also died inside a wooden  stake to the heart may be the right device i hope that will suffice ….. she immortal  after all

I never saw the cuts on your wrists I never saw the whites of your eyes I never saw your last smile yet know i how that beautiful smile looks upon that face of yours and what death must bring i never spoke with god nor visited angels with wings yet certain am i the peace your spirit must bring as i saw your soul be lifted into hevean not below

YOU CALL ME A LIAR U DONT KNOW ME ENTIE FOR ALL YOU KNOW I COULD SELL CAR TIRES BUT THERES NO WAY IM A LIAR IM ME THTS ALL I COULD EVER BE JUST ME I PLEA IM TIRED OF ALL THESE ASSUMPTIONS ITS JUST ENOUGHT TO MAKE SOME ONE DYSFUNCTION