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The Black Rose

Stab my heart
Murder the truth
Leave a rose in my stead
Take this day and turn it around
Leave a black rose in my wake
Leave a red rose where I fall
The world still spins upon its axis
Take this knife and you can have my heart
For this afternoon...it'll be dead
Take my truth from the blood I shed
That this is a memory before I awaken





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