Roses Are Red Violets are blue You are sweet as honey. And forever in my heart Berries are always together.
Roses are red, violets are blue, as the nightmare goes so will you. You were told to be strong, you were told do be brave, but little did you know you were digging your grave.
Roses are red, vilotes are blue, what is this thing that consumes you? As you wake, as you rest, but you feel just like a pest. Moments come, moments go, but nothing will ever conquer your sorrow. One breath in one breath out, nothing fills you but doubt.
Noo, those are my legit ones. I don't think you can find those anywhere online, unless there is a coincidence.
I guess I can make a serious poem. Roses are red Violets are blue Theres a lost girl she is waiting for you The roses are wilting She's looking around Shes holding her heart Shes not making a sound The roses are dried the violets are dying You turned your back on her now shes broken down crying A tap on her shoulder she looks up from the sand and sees a young man with a rose in his hand The rose is bright red She looks at it for a while and sits in the sand all she could do is smile Roses are red violets are blue don't turn your back on someone they will find someone better than you.
