Alyssa Ramos Poet ABC

Life and Death

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Sugar is sweet 
And so are you 

But the time comes 
When the flowers die 
And the sugar bowl 
Is empty

And the time has come 
When death has taken 
You with such great 
Welcome and I want
That too

But now my wrists are 
Stained red and with 
“That Blood”

Seeping out of those 
Wounds like red
Those teardrops to show 
My grief and mourning 

But this is how much 
I want to be with you
As those tears fell

I hear tiny voices…
And they come as 
One and it was you

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