i once owned a rose that would live forever
a rose so deep in beauty and passion, i cherished it
and as the hands of the clock turned so did the rose
the care i had grew stronger as did the passion
but the rose grew on to the eyes of another

...and with that i could see...

i could see beyond its beauty and seeked its true feelings
and with in my eyes i saw its pedals fall like the rain
with in the eyes of another i show the rose's beauty
there i know the rose had not grown for me
 
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