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THE WILTED ROSE
In a vase on the shelf is a rose
Its been there for a long time
Was bought by me for my true love
but now shes no longer mine
When I bought her the rose she still loved me
Now it seems like forever ago
It was in the last week of summer
Before the autumns winds blow
I sit here rememberin the days in the sun
When we walked through the woods hand in hand
Or the days when we went to the sea
And played like kids in the sand
But now the woods are cold and empty
The beach now seems like a chore
And the rose still sits in its jar
me? im alone once more
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