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As Passionate As the Deep Red of the Damask Rose

Words have power and strength They have a gentleness As soft as a downy feather on a breeze As passionate as the deep red of the Damask Rose They also have the power To cut To wound And kill dead That was once so precious How harsh and oh so gentle Is the tongue

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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