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In A Garden of Roses
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My skull did lay
as empty as a shell,
as cold as your heart
and as dark as these words,
on a bed of thorns
In a garden of roses.
For here I died,
blank stares to the sky,
teeth soiled with dirt
with weeds binding my tongue,
on a bed of thorns
In a garden of roses.
as empty as a shell,
as cold as your heart
and as dark as these words,
on a bed of thorns
In a garden of roses.
For here I died,
blank stares to the sky,
teeth soiled with dirt
with weeds binding my tongue,
on a bed of thorns
In a garden of roses.
Have you ever died of a broken heart and seen yourself rot at the roots of a beautiful rose bush?
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Very simple and effective.