Red roses turn black
Flowers wilt around him.
She broke his heart straight in half
She left it like that saying it was for the best
She left him there crying,
Thinking it was the end.
Running out of tears to cry for her.
He realizes he need to move on with his life.
Slowly the black of the roses turn red,
Slowly his heart starts to mend its self.
Soon he will realize he wasted so many tears on her.
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