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Desperate Times Call for Desperate Housewives

Roses and the world’s fading into black 
Every tear that falls from your eyes,
I set a wish aside for you 

As I start to notice
the color of roses 
growing brighter every year
I watched you fade in a matter of seconds

Nothing lasts forever 
but minutes can be fragile 

Time flies in such a creative fashion 
when it’s giving me nothing and everything 
all at once 

Solidarity but it leaves you ambivalent 
Looking for the anger displaced 
but it turns out your sitting in it 

Withered roses and everything all at once 
Turns out we’re all grasping at straws 
One inch from death at any minute 

Nothing lasts forever but seconds can be fragile 
Thorns and the world’s condescending 
Innocence created from the color that’s fading 
from how much you shine

I couldn’t hurt you with my life on the line 
I think you’re forgetting how much I love you 

Pain returns in uncertain ways 
I think you’re forgetting how much I love you 

You’re a saint in my mind
I can’t lie 
It’s fading away to the depths of my mind

Roses and the world is fading 
Everything is darker from the way that you shine 
Everyone can see that regret is in your rear-view mirror,
leaving a life of failed passions behind 

You know I think the world of you 
You’re simply forgetting how much I love you 

I couldn’t be more honest with a gun to my head 
I think you’re forgetting I could never hurt you 

It’s fading away to the depths of my mind
I can’t lie 
You know you’re a saint in my eyes 
Everyone else is telling you lies 
I think you’re forgetting how much I love you 

Everyone else is telling you lies 
I think you’re forgetting how much I love you 

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Date: 12/8/2023 12:37:00 PM
Sometimes love is not enough...expressed so deeply..
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