No more roses
I wish I could wake up at midnight
Smiling because you were there
No more roses
I want to think hat my love was for real
No more roses
To give you as you walk away
Never to return it is good that I knew you
For now
There are no more roses that represents us
I need to let go of a dream
And know I can have my life without you in it
No more roses
It is past midnight and raining
Flowers will bloom earth will be satisfied
The air will be wet
Where…are the roses
The heart cries
The soul commits to memory
As the body grimaces
Still
No more roses merely withered
Charred remains of the roses that be
Can I now hold?
A single stem of the last rose
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