Roses
My petals are dangerously red and pure
But the thorns hurt more than you'll ever know
The strong scent of my flower will lure
You to me and I have you trapped
Humans call me a rose
But I am not the kindest of people
I'm like a drug overdose
Too much of me can kill you
I'll light you like fire
Fill you up with desire
When your fire finally turns into ash
I will start my dash
You think you know me well
But you know nothing at all
When death rings his bell
Then you'll understand
What it's like to be a rose...
