PoeGirl
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Field of Bloody Roses
Yeah I'll just prance through the ****ing fields
filled with loneliness and hate
I despise all the bastards
who say it's ****ing great
sure they prance through the same fields
but what they see are roses
i can only see the thorns
I've pricked myself to watch me bleed
but we've forgotten what we really need
and all this crap covered in lies
everything just withers and dies
as they run, and smile
the thorns cut into thier skin
they don't feel a thing "just roses"
my sanity's wearing thin
to blind to see the God Damned truth
makeing thier own demise
so listen up you ****ing freaks
I'm talking to every girl and guy
with every rose
there's bound to be a thorn
and when you go to pick the rose
it's too late to warn
you prick yourself
and then you bleed
yeah more lies is what we need
as the darkeness wakes
and the morning forver dozes
and you see the blood red petals
think about my field of bloody roses
Last edited by PoeGirl, 12/15/2003, 5:20 pm
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Welcome to my hell
my field of bloody roses
always bound to be a thorn
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sassykitkat
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Re: Field of Bloody Roses
I like your poems ,they are good
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Good-bye cruel world
I'm leaving you today
Good-bye Good-bye Good-bye
Good-bye all you people
There's nothing you can say to make me change my mind
Good-bye.
Pink Floyd& also Korn-Another Brick in the Wall
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