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The Bleeding Rose

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Diamonds and Glass

If I could just lay down eternally
And forever remain resting
Unaware of the seasons passing
Split with my twin-sister Pain finally,

I would feel like the Evenstar
Cold but tranquil like a lake
Absolved of all my mistakes
Emptiness is the price for a grief-free heart,

Although me and her would feel the same
Her beauty would be unbearable still
A tragic but wonderful view
Static star, frozen flame

The image of me wouldn´t be so poetic
A future girl on a Levi´s dark jeans skirt
Alcohol breath, bloody wrists cut
Lying in weakness, pathetic

While around her grew the greenest grass
Next to mine, bored police officers would gather
No smell of Elanor exaling, though I´d rather,

Understand the difference between diamonds and glass
A noble spirit´s sleep: a heavenly vision
A corpse in a freezer: waiting for recognition.


(The Bleeding Rose)


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