The precious flower

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The precious flower that I chose
Could be no other but a rose
It's so cold that the breeze
Could cause it to freeze

Just like breath
the fallen rose resembles Death
Like a dove resembles Love
It only comes from above

You see love ain't lost
It's just hidden
It has become forbidden
It's like a lion in a den

Throw someone in and
they won't come back out again
You see this love is a sin
It depends how much you put in

Like a sunflower in the breeze
We keep on falling to our knees
Like the leaves falling from the tree.

Your my rose
My precious flower
I will love you every hour
Every second of the day
As my life ticks away

Waiting for you just to stay
By my side so I'm not alone
So I don't become stone

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