F R I E N D S O N L Y
Crystal clear i see the rose is frail
The thorns hide easily in it's beauty, as i go to grasp it in my hand
my heart is torn beating from my chest
let me be captivated, by your beauty
then let me fall from your grace, unto my broken knees
close my eyes so tightly, and the tears are welling up
you aren't worth the waste, of
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