where have all the roses gone?
petals turned into dust
dust scattered in the wind
wind blown upon tides of fate
fate bound up in eternity
eternity forever revolving
revolving around you
you crying into the night
night, where all the roses have died
died without a memory
memory of your love
love that goes unnoticed
unnoticed and neglected
neglected by love forgotten
forgotten like the roses

Gossamer Lies
By Charles Moffat

Years ago on one fatal october 
A doctor commited suicide 
With an injection to his arm 
He broke my friend 
Messed up her mind 
She is lost now 
On a sea of guilt 
Haunted by fear and hatred 
She waits 
She waits 
Nothing happens 
She doesn't want to be hurt 
But her vices hold her 
They control her 
She is trapped 
In a cage of her own making 
With only her father to blame