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Just a Rose Pt2
Call it my bad luck or his But who has ever escaped the fate And it's consequences that always endures "Duty calls my dear, I must obey But I know you won't forget me, I shall always think of you though far away Though war may take me far away. And, and ! Do me a favour. When I'll be dead, Do not forget to take Out of my pocket, the rose red." With tears in my eyes, I heard Every word While I hugged him hard. For I never could apprehend It were his last words. Now here I stand In front of your grave. I stood near his corpse. His fragrant body odour gradually Mixed with the earth's pungent scent. I kissed his cold forehead And let him sleep in the deep soil bed. The rose had lost all its delicacy So did my mind. And now after the time As long as he lived, His memories still remain My happiest pain. When people ask me "Your favourite bookmark?" "This" I smile with tears in my eyes And show them The dried rose.
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