All she wanted was a pink valentine,
So bright, yet so full of love.
But all she ever gets is
A day full of sadness, Where she feels all alone.
There was no rose grown for her,
For again she was forgotten
Love seemed like a slur,
Her heart not yet begotten..
The imaginable pink pedals,
Slowly start to fall,
As her tears with intented hate,
Turn those pink pedals, to a pale red.
Then a dark, painfull red.
Theres no pink left, hate has taken over
Just in a corner to hide from all the pain,
Now all alone, once and for all.
There are no more pedals falling..
He loves me, He loves me not.
I die with this last shot..
Now in obsoletion, nothing incline
For this lost girl finally got,
Her ReD VaLeNtiNe.
I know i know.. its not Valentines day yet (or even close)... But I was looking up a bunch of old things i wrote.. so yeahh..
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