The Rose

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She's standing alone in the night.

Rain pouring down her face.

Would someone notice her pain?

Deep inside she's crying out.

But stays hidden behind crystal tears.

No one knows her true feelings and dreams.

Like they'd even care to hear her words.

Her so called "friends" don't talk to her.

The guy she loves despises her.

Without a soul to condole

she walks a lonely road.

No clue to where it goes.

Suddenly she's not alone.

In the distance a

single rose.

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