Roses Read Count : 126

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Floor painted red with roses. Stench of tears whipped by candles.a box of carved chocolates. Soft seductive music turned on.roses leading me to heaven or so i thought. There layed your heart should've known that you would paint it all like that writtings dripping from the wall.what actually killed you was it the dress that i wore that moulded my curves they seemed sculptured or the colour of my lipstick that made my lips an entertainable thing.or how my fake long eyelashes compareld you to look not only closer but further. Was it the way my hair was made it made you feel the thirst  to breath into my neck and forget the will ti live . I am rather disgusted buy your warm hands that felt the need to warm this cold shack. Though what killed you that you were unable to even say wow you look beautiful  happy Valentine's day my love. Now i know that your love will always remain my bittest yet sweetest  addiction of all times.  

Now my dress is on the flow i hope you allow this poisonous love to burn your lungs more so you can taste my love and finally feel the words as they roll from my lipes then as they  kiss my ears

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