roses

I perch upon a rooftop
and watch you down below
throw caution to the wind and
follow as you go
where ever you are heading
I will be there too
my only purpose being
to watch over you
for I chose you as my quarry
and that will be your fate
I’ll cover you in roses
then bury you in hate

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5 Comments

  1. Damommza

     /  March 18, 2012

    “On a hot summer’s night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red rose….” Excellent poem! 🙂 Fits in well with many of our themes.

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  2. Damommza

     /  March 18, 2012

    Now I have the song stuck in my head… Lolz 😆

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  3. Damommza

     /  March 18, 2012

    😛 Lolz…..

    Reply

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