black roses bloodied at my feet,
to dark this crimson is,
Blackness dripping from my unwilling wrists,
It suffocates the petals, Asphyxiation, the flower wilts,
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beautiful; hauntingly, undeniably beautiful..loved it. Ur poetry is fascinating. -SG x