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Relentless Rhythmical Rose
She grew up a fragile flower
A fragrant fleeting tease
Waiting for the hour
For her love flowing in the breeze
Yes her love flowing in the breeze
Her petals red as wine
Her touch a feverous freeze
On moonlights, we would dine
For her love blowing in the breeze
Yes her love blowing in the breeze
Her beauty would devour
As she swayed with the trees
My foliaceous female flower
For her love showing in the breeze
Yes her love showing in the breeze
She would always strike a pose
And leave you with a wheeze
My relentless rhythmical rose
Her love gone with the breeze
Yes her love gone with the breeze.
Imagine if it were sung by Bob Dylan lol
Aug.06.2016
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