Black Rose

once to divin lovers nothing to separate them not the world when they set a converstation, their lips would curl they would smil, when they were together nothing could put them down not so much as a frown the boy would clown around the girl would enjoy the two, madily in love, nothing could separate them, not the world but hell turned its eyes on true love saten stared with a grin, ideas to separate these two doves one day the boy walking along found a rose the color, black so he set back ideas in his head that he would not dread once home he come upon his wife on the floor a knife she had cut her throat opening a package that on the label said love forever a marriage cake what a fate days later he couldnt take it this had to be it so with that same rose in his hand and in the other, a note, one so cleaver it said and i quote "Love Forever" and with that knife, rose to his throat, same bloody knife on that night, same place, beside the cake lay the two makes the moral of the story, love the one special some one, always and never give up, no matter when death is over do this couple loved through and through