Water for Roses
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Last published Thu, May 5, 2016
"Water for Roses" embodies the mixed emotions that lie on the surface of a young heart, desperately wanting a love that does not seem to be anywhere to be found. In particularly, the various poems/songs within this book are expressed emotions from a hopeless romantic. The poems/songs reflect both frustrations from mistaken love and desire for true love with muses in mind. This body of work is merely written emotions that lie in the heart of any young sole waiting and hoping to be loved.
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