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Twisted Roses
Twisted roses on the sill Sitting sweet and pure, ‘Till the right one comes to pluck them Of their love so sure. Twisted roses on the sill Waving in the breeze, Blowing briskly, whistling swiftly Waiting to be freed. Twisted roses on the sill Growing out of love, Waiting, wishing, through time drifting Quietly flying on the wings of a dove.
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Melodies of a Dream
There is only dark water over celestial nights that comes and flows and enlightens the heart. During the eternal lonliness assembling, breathing and dying love becomes a mere thought of sadness. There is no right or wrong ideas overshadowing the mind in a perfect heap of emotions. Gratitude and shame, happiness and song, despair and sorrow all in D minor. You sink into a slumber and struggle to...
