Roses are not red, they are now black

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Roses are not red, they are now black.
Violets petals fall of track.
Trees leaves blew away.
The wind sings, but has nothing to say.
The grass is still green.
Dreams are still dreams.
Not waking up next to you
Is exactly what it seems.





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