Roses red and velvety,
are beautiful with drops of blood upon the petals.
Weddings white, innocent, and joyous
with deceitful undertones.
Death is filled with black mourning,
and sometimes happy praises are sung.
The grey lines of right and wrong,
skewered with the clash of law and moral judgment.
Snares of evil hide behind good intentions,
it causes us to be less wary and drop our guard.
Two sides to ever coin and story.
Truth lying somewhere in the middle.
Nameless whispers attempting to poison your mind,
to corrupt your potential.
Leaving devastation in its wake.
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