Tireless is the strikes of my loyal white horse

Lightening speed, intense gaze

She’s set up for the war of roses


Ask me the goodness of the existence of this black rose

Indeed, as you assume now

No virtue improves her

No lesson teaches her

No religion refines her


Save the delicate exploitation for next time

Save the lies of humanity for the next time

Here comes the war of roses


No scar could be deeper

No life could be cheaper

It’s only strip men all his possessions, hopes, desires

He dares to revolt


You see the madness in the black rose?

She sees your ignorance in return

Seek inspiration?

It can only be found in total freedom, in absolute courage


Relentless is the strikes of my faithful white horse

Vigorous pursue, tender grin

She’s set up for the war of roses

white horse Running set for war





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Posted by:Annabel

Just a woman who writes her heart out, unapologetically……

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