Roses are red, violets are blue

The blood runs dark as it exits you

Wounds are purple, skin is white

And you will not survive this night

I'm full of hatred, it's Poison green

Once you're dead, I can be clean

Beg for your life in cowardly yellow

Your voice is shaking like lemon jello

Vengeance is mine, it is maroon

Your miserable life will be ending soon

My knife is silver, it shines so pretty

Maybe you shouldn't have been so shitty

The ropes that immobilize you are brown

Why are you crying? Don't be down!

It's a rainbow explosion, a celebration

The crowd goes wild with your castration

The tarp you lay on is olive green

No one will rescue you or intervene

Your soft pink apology comes far too late

You pay for your crimes, today is the date

The last thing seen with your gray eyes

Is ME! The cause of your demise!

roses are red from

careless fingers

trying to prove worth.

no matter how blue

the sky pretends to be,

blood is the shade

of true intentions.

Roses are brick,

Violets are denim.

The thorns, they will prick,

And taint you with venom.

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Here's my horrendous runner up...

Roses are maroon,

Violets are iris.

You make me swoon,

Despite your virus.

Roses are red

So is my bed

Soaked in my blood

As I bleed from the Heart