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Until these roses wither and die

Would you still wipe these tears when I cry?

Our love was lost we were miles apart

You left a void in my petite heart


They told me in time this heart would heal

How come if pain was all that I feel

I'm hoping in time my heart would see

That you'll never be best for me


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