Rose garden
We were walking through an endless rose garden,
Your hand in mine.
Thorns were cutting our ankles
While we strolled,
As we forgot about time.
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Rose Colored Sadness
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Rose garden
Rose garden
We were walking through an endless rose garden,
Your hand in mine.
Thorns were cutting our ankles
While we strolled,
As we forgot about time.
