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Is lame
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Join Date: Jun 2002
Location: Falun
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Feb 11th, 2003, 03:58 AM
I didn't like it but i don't see whats wrong with it..
O, see the long-dead roses,
Watch them crumble
To dust/
T’will it be nothing but a dream,
When I see the sun?
Or is the sun a fire, which scolds my heart?
The fire that burns the long-dead roses,
Watch how they crumble
To dust/
The life, once vibrant,
Once full, once basking in the sun,
Once swaying to the gentle breeze,
Now nothing more than memories
Only I have
The long-dead roses lose all they knew
Watch as they crumble
To dust/
Then is comes to me,
Like a sword striking my very soul
To know the answer
To know the long-dead roses still live
To know a way to hold them,
In my heart,
To live
To bask in the sun
To sway in the gentle breeze
But, it is too late now
As I see the long-dead roses,
And now they crumble
To dust/
To dust/
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