Roses Bleed Blue
We've been through this before
All that we've ever done
Is close off open doors
Logic out the window
The clouds are on the floor
Leaves are falling in reverse
Birds can't fly or they are cursed
By the witch doctor's nurse
Be glad that this ain't a verse
The flow of this is heavy
I cannot rhyme again
Because it's almost been a year
And I've made amends
4 days til the anniversary
And my talent's wearing off
I might go back to writing
But my writing's getting soft
Head trapped underwater
I'm falling in reverse
But I'm getting vertigo
It must be the curse
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Roses Bleed Blue || Poetry ||
PoetryI'm bored Yet my mind is racing My heart Can't keep up with inconsistent pacing I'm panicking They can't keep up with the chase and I'm looking But I can't find my wrist brace and If i were a card I wouldn't be an ace then It's suffocating All the...
