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Two Tales of a Black Rose Part OneTwo Tales of a Black Rose Part One
I feel each sting of harsh snow whisps,
Cracking on my cheeks and lips.
My heart begins to swell inside,
from pain or love, I cannot decide.
Now I stand alone and cold.
You're transparent gaze is all I hold.
I thought you were crazy,
And I wondered maybe.
That you won't come home again
My fears were oh so true,
So here's a black rose,
I'll leave on your grave, it's just for you.
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