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Bloody Rose by Blackwidow
The night was so cold* As she stood there in the street*She pressed tightly to her heart*A rose that smelled so sweet*The rain was pouring down*As the clock across town* Sounded midnight*She held back the tears*That were starting to fall*Something was wrong*His name she would call*Running through the streets*Praying for peace*Where could he be*Then there he was*Laying so still*With blood staind hands and no breathe left inside*As the rose slipped from her hand*She fell down and cried*Oh the passion that was there*Was dampered by the chill*That crept in with the air*She turned and saw the rose*Lightly brushed it with her hand*And she says*Darling so it goes*Here's to you*This bloody rose
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