White Rose

In the midnight gloom

We seal ourselves in a sacred room.

The sinners begged for a secret to be told

Within the walls

Lived a story of right and wrong.

The devil laid his hand

On these two lost souls

Forever doomed in each other’s hold.

Soon enough the bed stained

With nothing but a white rose.

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