Poisoned roses are like broken
Hearts...

Needle or pill
Make my heart still...

I can’t seem to get through the day
Knowing only you are in my way...

Sitting in my room alone
Wrapped warmly in a quilt...

Let the tears fall. Gravel on the ground...
Fall to pieces on the mound...

Like liquid diamonds they pour at night,
Children of Sadness and Sorrow alike...