I held you and bled.
Saw you and got amazed.
I felt you and there was pain.
then you scented
came out the pleasure.
what is this beauty
murked by beastly spikes?
why the feels
that my love fates
being bound by spikes?
How I lay on this bed of roses
is to nurture you,
by the blood I bleed
fed to the roots.
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