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Rose

Tortuous sun, I’m bleeding black
Won’t go forward, can’t go back
Surrounded by future, shrouded in past
I was built to break like shattered glass
An assassin awaits with a giggling blade
Stabbing at my love and I feel so betrayed
I lived as a rose, I died as a thorn
I return to dust, a new earth is born

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