red rose

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Red rose
Red rose
Oh how you grow
Slipping through the cracks
And through the mends
Red rose
Red rose
How sweet the pain
Your stalk is wilting
And you drying
Your color fades
And soon your dying
Red rose
Red rose
You grew alone
But still you shown
While others walked pass
Red rose
Red rose
Now we are all left wandering
About the red rose
We saw but never saw dying

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