roses are red
some are dead
red from all the blood
my heart is stomped in the mud
friends fight
i cry in fright
blood is splattered
my heart is mattered
i hide my fears
i hide my tears
drama to much
love and such
y pick a side?
when i just hide
not brave
not smart
nor sweet
but tart
this is me...
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