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Chat on the Graveyard

                           
Remember when I said I had killed a rose?
was today the anniversary
I went to its graveyard, when it rose,
suddenly blossomed like a nursery
and it spoke,
Did you miss me? I'm haunting you.
Do you see the beauty I'm flaunting through?
You say you now prefer thristles to me??
You're the biggest hypocrite to be
Watch me dance sexily
I know you can't resist me, see
I see your willy standing up willy-nilly
I looked down,
only to see blood coming out
Rose, the talk of the town
I only see blood coming out
from down there
Not white, but red one
Its not fair
The rose is for you,
said none -
Why don't I see pus coming out??
Does my willy share
just bloodsheds and tears
Blood is similar
not to lipstick she smears
but bullets and spears
that slash victims, they tear
that slash victims, they tear
She led this victim to tear
She made this victim to tear
Rose, she laughed,
"Ain't life so dull??
B---h, now you're sexually null
You're not manly, you're so dull
Ain't got no balls"
I somehow
 revived from fall
Got me my ball
Rekilled the ghost
Sounds of petal tear
I yet again killed the rose,
Last time I threw it
and left it to die
This time I geared
up, ripped it to shreds.
But what's intriguing the most
is that before I knew it,
like nightmare from sky
Revived the ghost
And killed me and left me to die,
Now, killing cycle continues
like life and death
revive like morning dew
I hear tumbling of sky
This time,
who'll kill who??
Save me from nightmare -
seen alot of hell -
now please take me to sky

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