Slow Down and Smell the Roses
My heart is like a desert,come and make it a forest
Loneliness is an insurmountable pain my heart is falling give it a cane
To think to be alone means being insane
From now my heart will never ever be the same
without you i'm losing the game
My heart is injured come to me to be the healer
don't come if you want to be the executioner
without your hair which is like sunshine
I'm going to die,i will sleep in the shrine
I want on my shrine to be full of rose flowers
Rose flowers may bring the smell of your hair to the people passing by
So i will let the people,let all their noses,To slow down and smell the roses.
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