That Bright Red Rose
I hate all these confusing feelings
I hate that they're for you
I hate all the heartbreak that it brings
May it be false or true.
On this day, throughout the years,
My heartbeat knows and goes
I won't rely on love to turn my tears
Into that bright red rose.
Copyright © Fm Rt | Year Posted 2016
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