i held a rose
i pricked a thorn
i watched the storm come
break the moan
i am alone i was ashamed
a rose
no thing to blame but she dare inspire
more than a keep
ask of me
more than a week could
i watched the storm come
break the moani held a rose
i pricked a thorn.
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