With opened eyes we plead with the nightmares,
and faith abuses our passion for love.
Our pact with worthlessness cherished at heart.
Someone needed red embrace
and soft back petals closed instead.
Accept that pain lied, forgive blue love.
Saddened eyes open on truth.
The heartbroken faithful respond in white
and roses remain, grow old, die.
Compassion lost in pink dark.
You spoke of the inability to trust in flaws.
Deep inside yourself it's clear why.
Chase after the lie, make it whole.
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