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My Rose No Longer

In my rose garden
There's a special rose

The petals are smooth as satin,and remind me of the good times
The thorns poke at my fingers,
and remind me of the bad times
The smell was so sweet-
Like the one who left me
As I am reminded,
I shed a tear,
Then as more tears shed,
I can no longer see my special rose

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