some roses are born black,
more fragile than the rest.
i tried my best to love you
-i was too young to know how.
sometimes i thought;
you just might be the death of me.
i know not how to live
-in a world without you.
i haven't slept,haven't laughed;
since i can't remember when.
i never forgot your taste;
and the time i wasted,
taught me that loving in vain
-is the sweetest of agonies.
i am haunted by memory;
plagued by rose-colored nostalgia,
transcending the casualties.
because all is fair in love and war.
Ive found a thousand ways to bleed;
how to forget you nobody knows.
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