On the red rose, I wrote
A man’s sacrifice story
And through my vocals and throat
I distributed it in my assembly.
I rearranged the melody,
I rediscovered the aftermath
Re-appealed my past
But couldn’t reimpose the reprimand.
A petal broke when
I headed towards the end
The stem bent down when
I imagined your bloodshed trend.
The suddenness of my words
Led to the cleverness of you
It is easy to leave
Someone who’s Mary Sue.
But I don’t trust if
I let you go then,
I can follow you till
The Lover’s very heaven.
