A Rose
How Gentle is she
She makes me want to do better
In my heart is growing a leak
It feels like I allready met her
I wish she wouldnt meet me
Save her the trouble of seeing old scars
When Im around her its more than neat
Oh! how she left a mark
This type of pain I do enjoy
Dosnt matter how many thorns
She is not to be treated like a toy
And she grabs me by the horns
A beautiful rose she is
Lets hope I dont miss
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