Passing over
By shyamal
Sun, 12 Sep 2004
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If you walk where the roses are happy,
or where the stars dont cry.
say hi to the sinful fairy,
with no alibi.
Hold on before you walk in,
there lies a sinful child.
walk with me to the crate thats holding,
all my past hidden desires.
Why dont you buy yourself a gun?
the roses have their thorns.
make it so you cannot run,
to where it dosent dawn.
The lights fading once again,
but this time there something else.
blood falling down as rain,
It was your fatal spell.
Black roses and their thorns,
turn to you and glare;
Bloody rain and screaming storms,
hows that world without a care?
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