I was so sad when I saw my rose withering.
Cause for it have spent all years gardening.
How does she want me to feel now that she is leaving.
When I was the one who made her live and there she is Still smiling.
Am so sorry heart if I had cause this bone of contention.
cause without you am closed down on all connections.
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A rear gem got lost.
And a royal pipe got burst.
Life growing weaker for harder and for worst.
Though I gat airs around bit I still need ur breathe a most.
Even without a bleach I can see it fading way.
If I can't live for you by you and for you I had rather let death tuck me away.
Or for the better do the bid my way.
By getting knocked out by a big black snake by the subway.
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Rear Gem got lost.
