I grow roses in a garden <br />The garden of my soul <br />The roses are all black <br />Fading and centuries old <br />Whenever one turns gray <br />It dies and moves on <br />Then another grows in its place <br />As soon as the sun goes down <br />Rays of moonlight illuminate them <br />It makes them shine like rain <br />Black Roses glistening with bloody jewels <br />The sight is worth the pain <br />My Black Roses are so beautiful <br />Grown into my own worst fears <br />Their petals drip with red ichor <br />Crying my bloody tears <br />So in this serene garden <br />The garden of my soul <br />Each flower lies dead <br />For only Black Roses can grow<br /><br />Tatianna Rei Moonshadow<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/black-roses/
