Red Rose
She drinks and smokes the pain away,
She hides it in a place so gray.
She struggles everyday,
While her life starts to fray.
Tears of blood runs down her face,
While her family stays blind.
As she struggles to find grace,
Suicide enters her mind.
As the blood begins to flow,
Her eyes starts to close.
The puddle of blood starts to grow,
As she slowly slips away.
Six feet under a red rose,
Peacefully she lays.
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