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Kiss From a Rose
As I embrace this rose the thorns piercing my flesh  tells the story of a heart break that's nothing like the rest I stress  she loves me less and less  A blessing turns into the embodiment of my fears with no lesson And not a word from a friend will it lessen I overload and burst the stress out with dreams of ridin hearse makes me fear for my future When dreams turn reality you only fear the kruger But me I fear the ruger that is palmed by Those with fold arms  exposed to the same style of the clothes you throw on And with that I wonder what you're dying to see Someone elses face when the one that's really dying is me I don't fear any man except the one in the robe  Who's all bones with a sickle snakes for the brain Takin me sane and leaving my brain And wake up in a place where I forget where I came But that there's heresay but I don't wanna see change  So as I miss the piercing pain I will kiss the rose the thorns they stay, the hearts exposed
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