rose
a dance of daggers,
a beautiful disaster
your love which
consumed me,
is now
the
reason of my
empty heart.
you told me that i was pretty
but i looked prettier on my knees.
you hurt me,
because
roses want blood, and grace.
you’re a doomed rose
who
painted my body
redbluepurple
you said
love is pain
but is it really?
all i ever wanted
was for us to be beautiful
