Plastic Rose

I'm sorry if  I ever

Made you think about

Hurting someone you

Didn't really want to

Hurt

I'm sorry if you ever gripped

Me in your hand

And just maybe

You felt the devil on

Your side

I'm sorry if I ever laughed

At you

When the devil's wine

Ran down your wrist

And

I'm sorry if my

Blade sat on your

Counter and mocked

Your helplessness

As you

Sat and watched

Me  

The End

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