BLEEDING HEARTS FAME
Bleeding hearts, beautiful to their name.
Not to the true, is the words ov the same.
Tales ov flowers, thru years remain.
Luv denied, but once again reclaimed.
Tales unfold, ov hearts bled to fame.
Each color that it holds, is to blame.
With each color, tales were not tame.
Beautiful are the hues, that remain.
Sadly, with each life it has claimed.
Bleeding hearts, cannot claim the blame.