Black roses White roses
I carried the unsaid words
In the graveyard of sin
The land covered with snow
crunched with every step I took
Black and white roses rested on some tombs
While some were left abandoned
I reached an empty grave
And buried the words
With deep secrets
I engraved a name on the tomb
And placed my roses
I heard someone leave the graveyard
On the tomb behind me
I walked over and saw
Black roses resting near it
Both the tombs had the same name engraved
Both of them said
The truth
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