The Bleeding Rose
Copyright Of Twilight Zone
The beauty of the Red Rose is a mysterious mystery
Only to be solved by each of us
As the rose sits its vial
Its own tomb
It penetrates for life
Only to be left in its prison
'Release me'..it screams
It bleeds from the pain
It cries out for mercy
Only to have its cries never to be heard
Its tears stains the table cloth
Only to have its tears never to be seen
As the day turns to night
And the night turns to day
It stays in its in prisonment
Where it withers away
