Withering Black Rose

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1. Withering Black Rose

Withering Black Rose


Time is against me,

And as I wither so small

I think back to the days, 

when I used to be tall.


Back when life was good

And my cousin red

Would sit beside me

In our flower bed. 


Now all is gloomy

I am the last one here,

and I have lost, 

everything I hold dear.


What's the point in life

If a snake can't slither.

I might as well just sit here

and wait to wither.

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