Black roses;
They became the rosas that where once red,
They became this Black when my corazón bled,
They Represent my Sorrows,
They represent the path my corazón follows,
Black roses;
the symbol of my heart,
this is what it became, once i fell apart


Black roses,
there's a beauty hidden in this Darkened rose,
as it Stands innocently Maintaining its pose,
A beauty that Attracts those who have gone astray,
it frees them of thier hearts pain,
Black roses;
So beautiful tu are,
Your as raidient as a shining star

Razor blade roses,
free me of your grip,
as your sharp ends are causing my skin to split,
Theres nothing like this pain,
but for this moment, i will let the blood rain,
the beauty pours from its core,
Spreading eagerly across its Petal covered floors,
Pain becomes pleasure,
As this rose is tempting me with its beauty,
free me from your grip,
and let the blades slip



i hpoe tu like them (:

Quietly, he waits. She laughs. He feels no trace of doubt. At the strike of the clock, he shoots. She falls. Her blood blossoms on her forehead like a blood red rose. His revenge is complete. He stalks away....


Yes, I am insane.
What about you?
Yes, I'm insane.
Aren't you, too?
Yes, I have issues.
Don't you?
No, I'm not stupid.
Because, yes, tu are, too.
No, I'm not an idiot.
Because that's who tu are.
tu are retarded.
I really hate you.
Yes, I'm insane.
And tu are, too.

To her, memeories are a painful reminder of the past. She has a box full of them. She has an idea. She takes the box full of memories to a field. She opens it and takes out the worst memory of all. It's a picture of them smiling. She gets angry and rips it in half. She takes a lighter and sets the picture on fire. She sets it on the box. All the memeories she kept hidden, go up in flames. She smiles, then leaves. The flames eventually die down. Her memories are completely lost. And she's happy about it.