Roses are red and violets are blue
A love so strong of which everyone knew
When they ended, eyes were filled with tears
For it was thought they'd be together for years
Roses are red and violets are blue
Far apart the love birds flew
They wished to see the future
Longing to know if they'd find a suture
Roses are red and violets are blue
They had begun to start anew
They thought they had moved on
Only to miss the other at dawn
Roses are red and violets are blue
It all shall end when the knife strikes through
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The Gateway To My Mind // #Wattys2019
PoetryA forever ongoing collection of all the poems I've ever written. #753 in Poetry, 11/3/2017 #21 in Randompoems, 2/11/2019
