RED ROSES

A flower that blooms in the spring time, is not the same as one that blooms in the fall.

One is born, full of life and joy,

while the other is awoken to the cold chills of reality.

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A flower that blooms with a pink hue, is not the same as one that blooms blood red.

One is seen as elegant and dainty,

while the other is intimidating and hard to be around.

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"For painting my roses red / Someone will lose his head"

Oh please, Father, please.

Forgive me for my sins.

Forgive me for tainting my hue with desire.