This place of thorns

Red Rose 2

Here I am

Bursting forth

Leaving bloodstains on your carpet

Wounds I carried deep

Are now bleeding

And it was your misunderstanding

That lanced the boil

Wounds I carried deep

You had no way of seeing

Bloodstain

Is the pain of both

My undoing

And my becoming

Blood red rose

Once was white

Innocence and truth can not survive long

In this place of lancing

Innocence and pain

Deep wounding of your many failures

To understand

Me

Leaves me breathless

Now it seems to me

The only way

To stem the bleeding

Is to release my soul

From this bondage

To set my soul free

From this place of thorns

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