There are no raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses it's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses at the shade of the sheets and before all the stains.
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Roses are the flowers of Love;
You are a rose
That blooms on sunrise,
And fell in sunset.
Roses are the poems of love;
You are the words I wrote,
The rythmns of letters,
For I am yours,
And you are mine.