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A Tear Soaked Rose

A crystal tear
that everyone sees
It replaces my fear
and weakens my knees

It runs down my face
And onto my lips
The sweet salty taste
is just like a kiss

A rose in my hands
a grave at my
the tears slowly dance
and finally meet

I run far away
and woefully cry
i wait another day
and let out a sigh

I see the rose
with its tiny dark stain
into wonderland i dose
feeling no pain





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