Roses death

As painless as it can be
As beautiful as you, not me
Death will come and bind us all
Against a cold and lonely wall.

And like a flower I shall be
Against a wall, I cannot flea,
We shall die
Just you, and I.

Like roses we will fall and burn
A hot red flame; that will never learn.
The passion gone,
You love me none

You blocked me up against that wall,
Then you waited to watch me fall.
And like the rose
That never knows,

You come and suffocate me
Like the poison ivy, that you be
Leave me shrivelled, gone
Brown the petals, the colour you screwed.

Left my heart broken and bruised,
The colour just oozed
Right out of me.
You never really were, what I expected you to be.