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when the rose is held by anotherit's so blasphemic
the tears are flowing over
like an epidemic
the thorns grew
and slowly pushed me away
i can only hope
that theyll recede some day
seasons change colors
mountains will fall
you end up with others
yet, your emotions still brawl
you can't stop the sun from rising
rivers will always run
the most we can do is ride the current
and hope that we find the one








