Warning: mention of character death.
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Allison and Thomas Connor.
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The Rose and the Armor
During the long process that leads me far away from my past
I met a rose that couldn't move on
Not that she was not daring but she had never thought about it
Forever holding the pose when eyes blemished her
She's got the color of love, even though I never saw it
Even though all flowers in daylight are to die
Then I decided a pause in my ride, and settled by her side
Since the rose seemed morose being lonely at the end of the day
My rose my rose my rose
Listen to my muttering
My rose my rose my rose
You may be sure
You will never again be left alone getting over the walls
There is enough space on my shoulder for a rose and its armor
Tracking the course of the sun with tired eyes
We told each other our stories of delight and tearful sadness
We had not much to do, so we lay down
With my rose I fought my urge to move on
But as in the morning the road called I offered her,
If she dared do me the honor, to move forward with me
Even if your armor is too heavy even though it has always protected you
Please know that life is deaf and may even be harmful to us
My rose my rose my rose
Listen to my muttering
My rose my rose my rose
You may be sure
You will never be left alone again getting over the walls
There is enough space on my shoulder for a rose and its armor
Going through the turmoil of life with my rose to my side
Living at all times on her sweetness and her beauty
I came across a filthy stream in which I saw
The reflection of a monster with deep wounds, a grieved and lost warrior
My rose, how could you suffer such an affront to your splendor?
And how could I ever forget the mistake I made
When I pulled you out of your garden, just because my heart was empty?
But she stops me and kisses me, my rose laughs and I cry
My rose my rose my rose
Listen to my muttering
My rose my rose my rose
I am sure now
I shall never again be left alone getting over the walls
There is enough space on my shoulder for a rose and its armor
My rose my rose my rose
How painful it is sometimes
My rose my rose my rose
Since the first days of my life
No one has been to my side to heal my wounds
Until the day when a rose landed on my armor
Henry and Linda Stein.
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Linda Stein
1899 - 1933
A wonderful and kind woman and wife.
May her soul rest in peace.
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La rose et l'armure - Antoine Elie.
Always - Gavin James ft Philippine.
Ink Demonth event by halfusek on tumblr.
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