replacing all the dead flowers from the ground
all the dead trees around
the darkness into night
is seen by the pale moonlight
i used to look at you
but you ran away
ran so far away
the dead roses took you away
the pale moonlight
keeps me smiling
the dead roses
with the thorns
that prick so softly
like the heart and soul
the emotion so strong
like when you ran
when you ran from me
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